Directly ahead, Mu Bai and Rongrong appeared in sight, with a Western-style restaurant behind them. It was obvious that the two had just dined and were walking out of the restaurant.
Thus, eight eyes across four people met.
Mu Bai saw Mu Qian walking towards them with Wen Jiaren on his back, accompanied by a little boy showing only half of his face. The boy joyfully followed at Mu Qian's feet, forming the image of a happy family of three.
Rongrong's face immediately darkened and turned particularly ugly. The man she had dreamt of but could never have—the man who was cold-blooded as if devoid of any human emotion, royal and out of reach like a king—was actually bending his proud, noble body to let a woman climb on his back, not caring about the place and the strange looks from others, even with a faint smile playing on his lips.
Her hands were tightly clenched together, hurting Mu Bai's hand that she was holding.
