A certain thing named 'awkwardness' flowed in the air.
Zhan Rong looked at Xi Jiu as if he had seen a ghost, his handsome face turning paler by the second like a loading bar.
Ruan Qi noticed Zhan Rong's abnormal reaction and followed his gaze, seeing the man not far behind her.
The young girl immediately revealed a sweet and soft smile.
"Jiujiu!~"
Xi Jiu's expressionless face melted into a touch of tenderness.
His black combat boots took a step as he walked over to the young girl, lifting his hand to tuck a stray lock of her hair behind her ear.
The Zhan Rong, who had looked as startled as if he had seen a ghost upon seeing Xi Jiu, now seemed as if he had seen two ghosts.
He stared dumbfounded at the couple gazing affectionately at each other, opened his mouth, and after a long while, finally managed to say, "Xiao Qi, you and he…"
