Bo Jinghang's eyes darkened slightly, holding onto Qin Yiren's hand without the slightest intention of letting go.
Qin Yiren raised her eyes to look at him with some surprise, saying inexplicably, "Jinghang, I need to talk to Xiaye, please wait a moment."
After saying this, she naturally attempted to withdraw her hand from the man's palm.
"Xiaoqian." Seeing the situation about to unravel, Bo Jinghang lowered his gaze to the frail yet beautiful woman before him, as if seeking confirmation, "You love me, don't you?"
Qin Yiren's cheeks turned slightly red, her clear, water-like eyes widened silently.
Clearly, Bo Jinghang wasn't the flamboyant playboy type; she couldn't understand why he would ask such an embarrassing question in front of Xiaye.
As his girlfriend, of course she liked Bo Jinghang.
