After the girl extended her invitation, Ji Yanzhi glanced at Ji Ting again. Seeing that he remained utterly oblivious, Ji Yanzhi could only give a helpless, self-mocking chuckle. Apparently, expecting his Academician Ji to notice on his own was out of the question.
By the time he turned back, the girl had taken out her phone and moved even closer. "I can take you to some secret scenic spots only the locals know about. I guarantee they'll be more exciting than anything in the guidebooks. What do you say?"
Ji Yanzhi frowned. Just as the irritation simmering inside him was about to turn into an outright refusal, someone suddenly caught his arm and pulled him aside.
It was Ji Ting.
He stepped forward half a pace, unobtrusively placing himself between Ji Yanzhi and the girl. His tone remained polite, but his face was expressionless. "Sorry, but he's my husband. We're on our honeymoon, so it wouldn't be appropriate for us to travel with anyone else."
The girl raised her eyebrows in surprise, her gaze instinctively shifting to Ji Yanzhi as if to confirm this unexpected declaration. Instead, she found the man, so handsome she could barely look away, staring intently at the back of the head of the man who had spoken for him. The corners of his mouth kept curling upward, and his eyes practically overflowed with delight.
The girl understood. She pressed her lips together and shrugged. "Oh, I see. Sorry to bother you. Enjoy your honeymoon."
Only after she had walked away did Ji Ting turn back to Ji Yanzhi, meeting his deep eyes, already curved with a smile.
Ji Yanzhi folded his arms. "I thought you didn't care at all that someone was hitting on me right in front of you."
"At first, I really did