What surprised Xia Qingqian even more was that since Beitang Yao held her hand, he hadn't let go. Her palms were sweaty, yet he didn't mind and kept holding her hand tightly.
The media present on-site snapped photos fiercely of the golden couple, not missing any movements or expressions.
Xia Qingqian felt even more puzzled. The current Beitang Yao was truly baffling. Seizing a moment, she leaned over to whisper in Beitang Yao's ear, "Young Master Yao, what's wrong with you? Many journalists are taking photos; let go of me first, it might affect your image!"
She initially planned to break free, but Beitang Yao tightened his grip, leaving no room for her to withdraw from his grasp.
"Until the moment I let go of your hand, you must maintain your image and stay by my side," Beitang Yao said, looking down at her with a wicked smile.
