"Which family's young lady is so pretty?"
An unpleasing voice suddenly entered, bringing with it a flirtatious tone that made Shang Zisu uncomfortable.
Mu Qingge looked in the direction of the voice and saw a group of people pushing through the crowd towards them. She raised an eyebrow subtly and stood in front of Shang Zisu without a noticeable change in expression, shielding her behind her.
This subtle gesture brought a layer of warmth to the usually cold gaze of Shang Zisu.
"Oh! This young man is quite good-looking too! Tsk tsk, what a waste for such a face to be on a man." The group pushed forward, and when they saw Mu Qingge's face clearly, their eyes lit up. The man who had spoken earlier eyed Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu lasciviously.
While he was unrestrainedly inspecting Mu Qingge, Mu Qingge was also observing him.
