Yu Xiaoqin clung tightly to Shen Tingting, her voice raised a few notches.
Numerous eyes from the people around them fell upon the pair, making Shen Tingting's expression hard to maintain.
"Xiao Qin, why are you grabbing me like this?" Shen Tingting spoke softly, her eyes wide like she was startled.
As she spoke, Qiao Mo saw Shen Tingting lean in close to Yu Xiaoqin and whisper something. Because the voice was too low, she couldn't make out what was said, but from their expressions, it seemed Shen Tingting was threatening Yu Xiaoqin.
Coldly prying Yu Xiaoqin's hand away, Shen Tingting said again: "Let go."
"Tingting... I'm begging you! Three days... Just three days!" In desperation, Yu Xiaoqin's pitch rose high, even kneeling on the ground and clutching at her skirt hem, attracting even more gazes, with some people even stopping to watch.
