After Chen Xuan and Shen Binglan left the park, they did not hail a taxi to head back. Instead, they strolled slowly along the roadside. Shen Binglan savored the moment, enjoying the rare peace of walking quietly with Chen Xuan without needing to say a word. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this way.
The streets were bustling with tourists from all over the world, chatting and laughing about their recent travels. There were small families with children, young people traveling with their parents, and couples of all ages. The younger couples, in particular, walked hand-in-hand, fingers interlaced. When crossing the street, the men would gallantly protect the women’s waists, just as Chen Xuan was doing now.
Some of the more uninhibited couples even stopped to share passionate kisses—some awkward and inexperienced, others seasoned and fiery. The sight caused a faint flush to rise on Shen Binglan’s cheeks. Chen Xuan’s arm was draped around the waist of the "Iceberg President," and he could feel the shift in her body temperature. Looking into her eyes, he knew that the cold beauty was moved.
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