Everyone gasped at Zhong Xing's actions.
In this era, publicly holding hands was as surprising as publicly kissing.
Jing Min's eyes and mouth formed an "O" shape as she stared in shock at the two attractive men's hands.
He held Gu Jiajia's hand—it was so romantic!
With deliberate intent, Tang Huai glanced at Jing Hua and saw his pupils constrict with a sharp glint in his eyes; she suddenly imagined a scenario:
Jing Hua extended his hand towards Zhong Xing and shouted, "Release your devil's claws, let me do it!"
"Jiajia, I'm serious! In my whole life, I will marry no one but you!"
"You... you... are you crazy?!" Gu Jiajia's face instantly turned as red as a monkey's bottom.
She pulled her hand back forcefully and chided, "How old are you? You've still got a long life ahead of you!"
Zhong Xing's palm still retained the soft touch of Gu Jiajia's hand; he gently rubbed his hand, feeling it, "No matter how old I am or how long my life is, I only want to marry you."
