"You..." Gong Ze hadn't even reacted yet when he saw the little girl's tiny hand tightly wrapped around his fingers.
His chest gave a sudden jolt, as if a current had surged from her soft fingers and rushed straight to his heart.
At that moment, Gu Qianxi had already walked over. From a distance, he saw Tong Keke standing with a young man, and he thought Keke must have been bullied, which was why he hurried over so quickly.
But as he approached, he realized the two of them were holding hands—tightly.
"Keke, who is this…" Gu Qianxi's handsome face darkened before he could even process what he was feeling inside.
His deep, reserved eyes scrutinized the boy in front of him. The young man looked eighteen or nineteen, wearing a school uniform, presumably one of Tong Keke's classmates. A glance at the bodyguards standing behind him suggested he came from a decent family.
