Upon hearing the familiar voice, Rong Zhi's movement to retaliate paused.
Ying Hengyu, startled by the voice, reflexively released his grip.
Rong Zhi's collar loosened, and she was immediately pulled over, a man's slender yet strong arm wrapping around her waist, claiming his territory. She quietly nestled in the man's embrace, her head just meeting his well-defined jawline.
"Ying,"
She heard Bai Su speak in an icy tone, as if dipped in ice: "Other people's girlfriends are not to be hugged casually."
Perhaps a bit overwhelmed by anger.
Bai Su's demeanor was off all day.
Feeling quite stifled, expressing it seemed pretentious, and keeping quiet was uncomfortable.
The blow from the scene he witnessed earlier was already large enough, though, at least, it involved a girl.
But then, as soon as he parked, he saw the boy being hugged by another boy—there was no way he could bear that.
