Sheng Yin froze, her body stiffening as Yu Shuchang's words sunk in.
She glared at him from the corner of her eye, her heart pounding from the sudden proximity.
The way his arm casually yet possessively wrapped around her waist made her want to slap him, but she couldn't risk the scene he threatened to create.
Mu Jie's eyes narrowed, the smug look on his face slowly dissolving.
He could see the tension in Sheng Yin's posture, but Yu Shuchang's grip on her made it impossible for him to make a move without escalating things further.
"So, baby," Yu Shuchang emphasized the word, throwing Mu Jie's own casual nickname for Sheng Yin back at him with a pointed smile.
"I think we were about to leave for that dinner, weren't we?"
Sheng Yin clenched her jaw.
"Yes, darling," she replied sweetly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let's not keep the reservation waiting."