A Xiang secretly rejoiced. This was a very good sign.
As long as Ding Ling liked her and didn't dislike her, she could proceed with the second step of her plan.
While watching the musical.
She placed her right hand on the armrest, then slowly moved it closer to Ding Ling's left hand. Finally, she gently covered his hand with hers.
Her heart began to race.
Seeing that Ding Ling showed no reaction.
She moved her hand closer to his again, and finally their five fingers intertwined.
Ding Ling finally looked at her.
She could feel the heat of his hand. It was scorching, burning deep into her heart.
Her face and ears flushed red. Her heart pounded like a drum, her body grew hot, and sweat broke out on her back.
Her eyes glistened with tears as her gaze collided with Ding Ling's in the empty space between them.
Ding Ling smiled at her.
She was overjoyed and smiled back. When she did, two dimples blossomed on her face with dazzling radiance, making her even more charming and alluring.
A man nearby saw this and was so captivated that he nearly lost his soul. He couldn't help staring at her. His wife caught him in the act, but he didn't repent and began sneaking glances at her from time to time. There were plenty of men like him.
A Xiang was indeed especially captivating and eye-catching today.
Of course.
Ding Ling was even more eye-catching than A Xiang.
If three or four out of every ten men in the theater were looking at A Xiang.
Then seven or eight women, or even nine, were looking at Ding Ling!
Ding Ling's appearance was too perfect, and his aura was utterly unique. He was like a sun in the audience, bright,