Zhan Lichuan had always addressed her as Qianqian and occasionally called her 'dear'. Coincidently, he would always call her 'dear' when she was in a good mood.
"No, I'm not." Instead of feeling angry, Jinqian was in a good mood.
"They were harassing you, but you aren't mad at them?"
Jinqian looked at Zhan Lichuan and smiled.
With this smile, there was already a sweet, beautiful, soulful music that came from Zhan Lichuan's heart.
"Didn't you help me with it? You already stood up for me, so I'm not angry anymore."
Zhan Lichuan smiled as well and naturally held hands with Jinqian.
They rarely held hands, but every time they did, Jinqian never felt uncomfortable about it. Plus, she was never against it, and instead, she felt warm.
Therefore, she really liked holding hands with him.
