Digging the corner so blatantly, Eureka couldn't help but glance wryly at his friend.
Yan Xiaye shook hands with the other party politely, her English pronunciation beautiful and gentle, "Hello, Mr. Bern."
Her calm and poised demeanor caught Bern's attention, and after kissing her hand, he quietly retreated to Eureka's side, boldly whispering, "I like your companion, how about a swap?"
"No."
Concise and to the point, Eureka refused his friend's request. He glanced at the increasingly noisy ballroom and suddenly regretted letting Yan Xiaye dress so strikingly.
The fact proved that his regret was justified.
In the next half hour, Eureka's friends appeared one by one, all showing great interest in Yan Xiaye.
In response, Yan Xiaye could only helplessly greet each of Eureka's friends politely, feeling exhausted even before the ball officially began.
"Apologies, Miss Yan, I didn't think it through."
