"Mm." Long Xuanye responded indifferently, then turned and left.
It seemed like helping her just now was merely a casual gesture.
"Let's go too," Xia Weibao said, stepping down the stairs.
In the dark, she patted the spot on her shoulder where Long Xuanye had grabbed her, finding it uncomfortable.
It wasn't until everyone had left that Lu Hualiang stood up from the last row and walked out with a sullen expression.
Upon exiting the cinema, Xia Weibao was nowhere in sight.
He glanced around, calmly retracting his gaze.
He looked down at the velvet box in his hand, his fingers slowly tightening. The exquisite, expensive jewelry box couldn't withstand the tremendous pressure and became distorted.
As he headed to the underground parking lot, he passed a restaurant by the roadside. Through the glass window, he saw Xia Weibao sitting inside with Xu Jiayang and others.
The group was holding their phones, seemingly playing a game.
