Bai Tang turned around, her gaze landing on the man staring coldly at her. She paused for a second, then curled her lips into a bright smile. "Handsome, with that expression, can I take it as you being jealous?"
Sheng Qi kept his face cold and said nothing, while Zhang Xiaochu lowered his voice in clear displeasure. "Bai Tang, take your eyes off him!"
Though the voice was quiet, Sheng Qi heard it clearly. His gaze shifted from Bai Tang to Zhang Xiaochu. "You have a problem with that?" Sheng Qi asked lightly, his tone flat, but his overwhelming presence and the chill radiating from him sent a shiver down one's spine.
Zhang Xiaochu: "..." Am I being threatened? Damn!!! The key point is, I seem to have lost in presence! Straightening his back, Zhang Xiaochu told himself not to back down! But the pressure from this pale-faced pretty boy was truly intense. Zhang Xiaochu cleared his throat, forcing his voice to sound a bit more confident. "She's my—"
"I'm not!"
Before Zhang Xiaochu could finish, Bai Tang cut him off directly. Zhang Xiaochu gritted his teeth, glaring at Bai Tang. "You—"
"Handsome, I'm yours!" Bai Tang beamed at Sheng Qi, reaching out to make a heart gesture at him.
Sheng Qi: "..."
Zhang Xiaochu wanted to explode on the spot. Not only was he being undermined, but she was also confessing to her rival with a heart gesture. Bai Tang, I want to punch you!
Sheng Qi expressionlessly looked away from Bai Tang, his face showing no reaction from start to finish. He glanced coldly at Zhang Xiaochu and asked, "Yours?"
Zhang Xiaochu snorted. "Of cour—"
"Not his!" Bai Tang interrupted Zhang Xiaochu again, grinning at Sheng Qi. "He's yours!"
Zhang Xiaochu gritted his teeth, taking a deep breath. Sheng Qi gave Zhang Xiaochu a dismissive look, one that Zhang Xiaochu found deeply meaningful. In a nutshell: With that pathetic attitude, you think you can compete with me?
"You two, come with me!" Sheng Qi said flatly, turning to leave, as if the previous topic didn't matter. But to Zhang Xiaochu, this attitude was the epitome of a victor's stance. Zhang Xiaochu felt stifled, turning to look at Bai Tang. The girl had a brilliant smile on her lips, her bright eyes sparkling as she stared at Sheng Qi, a sight that stung his heart.
Zhang Xiaochu took a deep breath, stepping forward to grab Bai Tang's arm, but to his surprise, Bai Tang was faster. Before his hand could reach halfway, Bai Tang had already leaped to Sheng Qi's side, wrapping both arms around his.
Zhang Xiaochu: "..." Damn!!! Damn it all... Bai Tang, I'm giving you three seconds to let go!!! Don't hold that pale-faced pretty boy's arm!!! Let go!!! Zhang Xiaochu stared at their intertwined arms, screaming internally, almost ready to draw a knife to separate them.
Sheng Qi glanced down at his arm held by Bai Tang, frowning slightly. "Let go!"
"They're stuck together!" Bai Tang said with a roguish grin, reaching out to hold Sheng Qi's palm, interlocking their fingers, and lifting their hands slightly. "Aren't they like two magnets? Once they touch, they automatically attract, forming this perfect pose, impossible to separate!"
Just as Sheng Qi was about to speak, Zhang Xiaochu snorted from behind, mocking with maximum hostility and annoyance. "Like hell! Childish! Boring! Like an idiot!!!"