Yu Biting looked into the distance and saw Mo Yuyan seriously picking out ingredients with Mi Ai, holding her hand.
Yu Biting was still holding a face wash, squeezed so tightly by her hand that it was almost flat.
Her friends beside her saw her like this and couldn't help but call out, "Biting, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine."
Yu Biting withdrew her gaze, looking upset.
Mo Yuyan bought a bunch of items and pulled Mi Ai toward the cashier to pay.
"Let me do it."
Mo Yuyan glanced at Mi Ai, took out his wallet to pay, while Mi Ai stood aside, knowing she couldn't outwin him.
After paying, Mo Yuyan had his hands full with many bags. Mi Ai wanted to carry some, but Mo Yuyan's look stopped her.
She could only follow by his side, walking silently.
A large hand reached out to hold her hand, Mi Ai looked up at Mo Yuyan, a slight warmth at the corner of her lips.
Yu Biting and her friends walked out, looking at their backs, and her face was grim.
