Ma Xuming saw Xie Qiu Yue's delicate hand heading straight for him, and a victor's smile immediately surfaced on his face, smugly glancing at Ye Fei.
Ye Fei's brows were tightly furrowed, his expression as dark as it could get.
He clenched his teeth, unable to comprehend how he could lose so much face on the streets today.
Just as he was holding his breath, ready to flee the scene,
Xie Qiu Yue's hand went straight through his arm, hooking onto his elbow.
Ye Fei was startled, turning to look at Xie Qiu Yue in surprise.
Ma Xuming's facial expression instantly froze, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
"Thank you, Young Master Ma, for your high regard, but I am just a poor girl from the countryside. I wouldn't dare to aspire to a rich young master like you."
Xie Qiu Yue threw out these words lightly and clung to Ye Fei's arm even tighter.
Ye Fei, feeling the tenderness beside him, couldn't help but feel extremely content.
Ha-ha, this feels too good.
