"What have you been muttering about all this time?"
Dan Hanjie slowed his pace, turned to glance at her, and tightened his grip on her hand, as if afraid she might get lost.
"So you weren't listening to me at all?" Qin Youxuan frowned, pouting in displeasure.
Her spoiled demeanor carried a hint of mischief.
Dan Hanjie couldn't help but smile, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on her lips.
"Alright, we're here anyway, just treat it as watching a show. No need to overthink it, okay?"
"Taking advantage of me and not letting me think logically, obviously trying to make me foolishly fall for you, all without protest. Don't think I'll fall for it, I'm sharp!"
Qin Youxuan scratched his palm, smiling sweetly.
The two walked side by side, stopping before Dan Rong's grave.
Qin Youxuan's gaze darkened instantly.
