Ran Xiangsi looked into his eyes and had no intention of refusing.
"Sure."
With Ran Xiangsi's consent, a faint smile appeared on Xing Chen's lips.
He took a small step back and made a very gentlemanly inviting gesture.
Only then did Ran Xiangsi place her hand in his warm, large hand, and followed his footsteps toward the dance floor.
The first dance had just ended over there, and their entrance was perfectly timed.
As they reached the center of the dance floor, the brightest spotlight naturally shone upon them.
This ball was all Shang Dongyuan's arrangements; he, of course, knew in advance about Xing Chen's attire.
The lighting and music technicians were already on high alert. The moment they saw the man with the diamond mask, they centered everything around him!
In the dance floor, Ran Xiangsi's heart was leaping with joy.
She looked up, her gaze never leaving his handsome face for even a moment.
She was still wondering, is that him?
Surely it must be...
