Lin Chu told Yan Beicheng to come outside before she whispered, "You don't have to do this."
"Do what? I'm doing this to show respect to your family. The son-in-law is supposed to bring gifts during his first visit. Likewise, I'm being courteous by doing things that will benefit the orphanage. The old principal is an elderly woman. It'll be bad for her health if she worries so much. You'll feel relieved as well if we can lighten her burdens even by a little bit." Yan Beicheng lowered his eyes and saw Lin Chu's hand hanging beside his thigh. It was pale and supple.
He curled his long fingers and inched them forward without making it too obvious. Lin Chu did not notice this because she was looking at Yan Beicheng the whole time. He held her hand out of nowhere and kneaded it here and there. She felt a tingle in her cheek when his rough fingertips brushed against her palm and the back of her hand. Lin Chu's cheeks grew incredibly red.
