The banquet was held in a grand hotel, and when Chen Xu arrived by car, it was already past eight o'clock. He parked the car and got out. Suddenly, he felt a weight on his hand, and looking down, he saw Luo Xiyun had linked her arm through his.
"Let's go, we're late." Her expression was natural, as if she were doing the most ordinary thing.
Yet, Chen Xu knew this was far from ordinary. She had mysophobia, and unless necessary, she would never make physical contact with anyone else, not just the opposite sex but the same sex as well.
Not only did she not resist the contact, but she had even actively taken his arm. This could be seen as a breakthrough progress, indicating that his place in her heart was distinctly different from others.
Speaking of which, he needed to thank Ren Qiao. If it weren't for her appearance that had stimulated Xiyun, this change wouldn't have happened so quickly; how much time it would have required was uncertain.
