While others feared Beiming Han, Ming Shang did not, he clasped Gu Qingxin's hand tighter and tighter, lifting his chin in a provocative manner.
Gu Qingxin could feel Beiming Han's stinging icy gaze akin to Siberian frost, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Subconsciously, she tried to move aside, but when Ming Shang tightened his arm, Gu Qingxin was immobilized, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at him...
Beiming Han's face across from her had become quite unsightly...
It was as if someone fired a shot into the sky, the smell of gunpowder quickly diffusing through the air...
Gu Qingxin could hardly catch her breath...
Suddenly...
Her body was embraced, Gu Qingxin looked down to see an adorable, delicately handsome little face. Beiming Yi, with his cute mushroom haircut, was looking at her, smiling silently...
"Xiao Yi…" Immediately Gu Qingxin crouched down to make eye contact with him, it's been awhile since they last saw each other, she really did miss him.