So shameless, so unashamed, they're practically toads.

Jiang Yimei hated Lin Congzhi to the core and turned to leave.

Lin Congzhi stretched out a large hand, tightly embraced her slender waist, and then hugged her back tightly.

Suddenly, Jiang Yimei bumped into Lin Congzhi's broad arms.

Being so close, I could feel the scent and body temperature of this bad man, which was quite comfortable and refreshing.

After calming down, she looked up at the domineering man who was impossible to escape.

Lin Congzhi revealed a cold and stern face, casting a tender gaze as he looked down at her.

Their eyes met, exchanging glances, and Jiang Yimei's heartstrings were suddenly plucked, pounding like a deer, her mind wandering like a wild horse, impossible to control.

After gazing at him for a long time, Lin Congzhi's thin lips finally moved, and he asked tenderly, "Girl, do you still remember the dance we danced together at the cultural gala that year?"

Lin Congzhi's silence was fine, but his words shattered her fascination.

Coming to her senses, Jiang Yimei recalled various past events and couldn't help but angrily rebuke, "Don't mention the past to me."

Lin Congzhi ignored him and said in an unquestionable tone, "Stand on your tiptoes!"

This domineering and urgent aura was irresistible, and Jiang Yimei involuntarily stood on tiptoe.

She didn't know why she felt this way, but she just wanted to cooperate with Lin Congzhi to accomplish all of this.

Perhaps she has returned to her old state, listening to him blindly and believing that everything he, a top student, says is correct.

Lin Congzhi mimicked the tone of the time: "Lift up the hem of your skirt."

It's not a simulation, it's just letting things happen naturally. This is the real him, the one she likes.

Jiang Yimei did as she was told, without missing a single movement.

"Place your hand gently on my shoulder."

Jiang Yimei raised her hand and gently placed it on Lin Congzhi's shoulder, her gaze never wavering, as if she were deeply captivated by Lin Congzhi's clear eyes.

"One clatter, two clatters..."

Jiang Yimei danced to Lin Congzhi's rhythm, moving closer to him step by step, circling closer to his heart.

Despite wearing high heels, she still danced beautifully.

Under the dazzling lights, she looked like a night elf, beautiful and captivating; or like a butterfly fluttering among a sea of ​​flowers, radiating brilliance.

For a moment, many people's eyes were drawn to her, whether they were dancing or watching from the sidelines.

Holding a glass of red wine, General Manager Li walked over to Chairman Yang and exclaimed sincerely, "Oh my, General Manager Jiang is so beautiful and charming! She's like the embodiment of a rainbow butterfly, so gorgeous!"

Chairman Yang, delighted, said, "Everyone says President Jiang has struck gold, but I say it's President Lin who has struck gold."

The person who had just invited Jiang Yimei to dance now only looked on with envy.

If they were the dance partners protecting this angel, it would be the most unforgettable and honorable time of their lives.

Yao Yao was invited to dance in the center of the venue.

Seeing how well Jiang Yimei danced, she couldn't help but drool.

On the other hand, she couldn't even keep time properly; and to make matters worse, she stepped on her handsome dance partner's feet many times, making him turn pale and almost unable to tolerate her anymore.

Ji Shuxin, who was dancing with her father, was unhappy when she realized that Jiang Yimei had stolen the spotlight from her.

Seeing her gloomy face, Ji Zhenye asked, "Daughter, do you want to spin around a couple of times?"

Unable to swallow this insult, Ji Shuxin answered without hesitation, "Yes!"