Sandy was not much better off; his gaze constantly pursued Zhiyan, watching the smile on her face gave rise to a touch of joy in his heart. However, that bit of happiness was instantly extinguished by the fervent gazes of those around him, irritating him with the sense that his possession was being spied upon.
"Shasha," Sandy frowned as he approached Princess Sasha, wanting to pull her into his embrace.
"You guys are so slow. Yanyan and I are going to Tingfeng Building to grab seats first," Princess Sasha giggled, sticking out her tongue at Sandy before turning around and running ahead with Zhiyan.
Sandy's outstretched hand froze midair, and a crack appeared in his gentle expression as he stared blankly at the purple figure moving away.
"Let's go," Sharon too noticed the unusual dynamic between the two, frowned, and heaved a deep sigh.
"Are you okay?" Zhiyan glanced suspiciously at Princess Sasha, her voice laced with a hint of comfort.
