The credits rolled to the end, and the lights gradually came on. Yue Tingfeng helped Yan Qingsi wear the mask before they left, her hand in his.
They took the elevator down after they came out of the hall. Yue Tingfeng huddled over Yan Qingsi protectively, shielding her from the people crammed in the same space.
Yan Qingsi truly felt the benefits of being a woman then. She smiled, arms wrapped around Yue Tingfeng's waist.
The surrounding people cast multiple glances in her direction once they saw her.
Yan Qingsi heard someone behind speaking, a grin in her tone.
"Doesn't that woman look a little like Yan Qingsi?"
"No way. Her? Coming here of all places? Please. She's the type of woman who's always in vogue, the kind who only buys branded outfits and gets on branded cars. Watching a movie in a cinema is beneath her. She definitely wouldn't squeeze into an elevator with us…"
