Wen Muqing held Ren Chuqing with a disregard for anyone else around, as if he was extremely attached to her.
The two girls, upon seeing this, were even more infuriated and embarrassed, grumbling angrily, "Crazy, he's just crazy! Who does that? Even if he doesn't want to give his WeChat, there's no need to humiliate someone like that!"
"Exactly, does this woman have to cut off all ties for him, to the point she can't live without him?"
Wen Muqing's head lifted slightly, his cold gaze landing on the two girls.
Suddenly, they fell silent, feeling a chill run down their spines, hurriedly leaving the place.
It was only then that Wen Muqing buried his face back into Ren Chuqing's shoulder.
Lu Mianmian, watching from the side, couldn't help but feel a bit reflective. This side of Wen Muqing was starkly different from the overpowering figure he was in the restaurant a while ago.
