Jian Shiman held onto Lee Zhichun's hand, her lips in a perpetual smile, her eyes alluring, as if she were seducing Lee Zhichun.
Lee Zhichun grasped Jian Shiman's hand in return, and as Jian Shiman parted her lips slightly, as if wanting to say something, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She instinctively looked back towards the restaurant; everyone there was having their own meal, not noticing them at all. A group of tall individuals walked out from the restaurant, without any sign of anything unusual.
"What's wrong?"
Lee Zhichun asked in confusion. Jian Shiman shook her head, about to turn back, but then she saw Mi Ai approaching, and quickly withdrew her hand.
Lee Zhichun also saw Mi Ai and withdrew his hand.
Mi Ai sat next to Lee Zhichun, sensing the atmosphere was a bit strange, "What's going on? Why is no one speaking?"
"It's nothing."
Jian Shiman held Mi Ai's hand, "It's still early, how about we go shopping later?"
"Sure."
Mi Ai nodded and smiled.
