Qiao Lian was slightly taken aback, but when she wanted to take a closer look, a large hand grabbed hers and held her back.
She turned around and saw Shen Liangchuan following her gaze. "What are you looking at?" he asked.
However, Qiao Lian's gaze instantly fell on that large hand holding hers.
His warm palm was very dry, yet it brought with it a generous sense of security which made her feel at ease.
She widened her eyes, as the warmth seemed to have gone through her hand and directly into her heart.
It seemed like this was the first time they held hands in public.
She couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Only when he asked a second time did Qiao Lian suddenly regain her composure. She bit her lips and replied, "No… nothing."
Shen Liangchuan did not continue asking and he just led her to the restaurant.