The single girls in the banquet hall were practically going crazy. Hua Hua, exuding elegance, took the host's hand and was the first to glide onto the dance floor, exuding unlimited charm with every move.
"Haha, Hua Hua's going to dance till he drops in the middle of the dance floor," Chenxing leaned on Gu Shaocheng, schadenfreude in his laugh. Right now, there were plenty of friends, including many girls in Hua Hua's fan club, lined up waiting to dance with him.
"Shaocheng, shall we go dance too?"
Gu Shaocheng nodded with the utmost gentlemanliness: "It would be my pleasure."
Huanhuan had already dragged Nan Baihao into the dance floor. Luo Xi looked at Yan Fengchi; they exchanged smiles, "Let's go."
Bai Wuqing was already holding Wen Jingru's waist, dancing tenderly in the dance floor. Couples continuously slid into the dance floor, except for Ling Yin, who sat quietly, chatting with Wang Fengtong.
