Gong Beitang glanced at Ruan Xincheng, his expression grew colder. He didn't speak, one hand in his pocket, as he moved away.
Ruan Xincheng saw he was being ignored, completely disregarded, walked to Sheng Qingxue's side, and said, "Just right, this seat is empty. Do you mind if I sit next to you?"
Sheng Qingxue looked at Gong Beitang's departing figure, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uh... I don't mind..."
Because she wasn't planning to watch either.
She intended to leave with Gong Beitang. However, before she could steady herself, Ruan Xincheng placed a hand on her shoulder and pressed her down, saying, "Then keep watching."
Just then, Gong Beitang suddenly came back, stood next to Ruan Xincheng, and said coldly, "Move, this seat is mine!"
"Who says? You were clearly about to leave just now."
"Move! Don't make me say it a second time." Gong Beitang's face was icy.
Sheng Qingxue quickly shifted a seat over and said to Gong Beitang, "Sit here! I'm not picky about seats."
