Mr. Mu Shaochen's gaze fell on the large hand that Su Zhicheng had wrapped around Qin Wan's slender arm.
His narrow eyes sharply narrowed, his aura cold and chilling, "Zhicheng, remove your hand."
"Today, you are Aqing's male companion. Shaocheng, one must keep their word."
Su Zhicheng didn't let go.
Next to him, Su Qing said in a low voice, "Shaocheng, this is a hotel, it wouldn't look good if people saw this. If you have something to say to Qin Wan, can we go inside first?"
In the distant parking lot, one person after another began to arrive.
They were all celebrities from Ye City.
If this scene were to be caught by the reporters, it would definitely make the headlines tomorrow.
Mr. Mu Shaochen's gaze lingered on Qin Wan.
However, he addressed Su Zhicheng, "Either get her a shawl, or take her back."
"..."
Su Zhicheng glanced at Qin Wan.
He thought it was perfectly normal.
Who wraps up in a gown like a zongzi?