The back of her hand had just been hit hard, and now being squeezed by Mu Ke, it hurt even more. Jiayu instinctively pursed her lips, trying to endure it.
Behind them, Xin Ke suddenly shouted at Mu Ke, "Do you think she chose you as her boyfriend? It's only because your name is similar to mine. You're just a stand-in, understand?"
Xin Ke's voice was tinged with obvious fumes of alcohol, and Jiayu's brows furrowed tightly. She knew Xin Ke had been drinking, but could drinking justify such nonsense?
Jiayu turned her head, ready to retaliate, only to see the man pulling her away quickly come to a sudden stop.
This farce had already attracted a lot of attention from the people around, and Mu Ke's tall figure seemed out of place amidst this noise.
Staring at his back, Jiayu felt her heart instinctively clench, swept by an inexplicable sense of nervousness.
She should explain to him... Mu Ke, don't misunderstand... It's not like that, it really isn't...
