Ye Chenyang had of course noticed the two people behind him, and he knew why they were deliberately raising their voices.
They just wanted to show off and attract attention.
Childish.
Just then, Ye Chenyang felt a light tug at his hem.
He turned slightly and saw Jiang Mian's brows knit together, her face plainly saying, "I want to get farther away."
Ye Chenyang immediately understood. He shifted a little to the side, gesturing for her to move ahead of him.
The two of them exchanged places without a word.
He turned his head and glanced at the "Brother Wang" behind them, who was still talking loudly.
His voice cut off abruptly.
"Brother Wang" had seen their movements clearly.
She hadn't spared him so much as a glance. Instead, she'd gently tugged at the young man's clothes and slipped in front of him.
He absolutely refused to believe there was nothing between the two of them.
But being ignored like that, especially with so many people around, made him feel inexplicably embarrassed.
Had that young man just given him a provocative look?
His companion saw the awkward atmosphere and gave a dry laugh, wisely falling silent.
"Brother Wang" scoffed irritably and muttered, as if trying to reassure himself:
"You can tell they're from outside. Do they even know..."
Before he could finish, he suddenly realized he couldn't move.
No matter how hard he tried, his body felt nailed to the spot, and he couldn't even make a sound.
Wh-what kind of ability was this?!
Who'd done it? That young man?
His heart lurched, and cold sweat instantly broke out across his back. But remembering that they were in a public place, he kept reassuring himself that he probably wouldn't just drop dead on the spot.
His companion noticed that something