"Shall we go?" Gu Yuan's words interrupted her thoughts.
Fu Hange immediately followed.
Fu Hange observed the layout with every step she took; there were seats on both sides and a huge dance floor in the middle. The venue alone must have cost a fortune.
She secretly asked Gu Yuan, "Do you think it was necessary for us to come here today?"
"What do you think?" Gu Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked her in return.
What does she think? She thinks that as long as you go to work, you can earn money. What else can you do here besides relax? You can't get anything out of this place.
"Just do whatever I tell you to do later," Gu Yuan whispered in her ear.
Fu Hange nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Then someone on stage began to speak: "Next, please welcome Mr. Gu Yuan, President of Mingheng Group, to the stage to give a speech."
Fu Hange watched as Gu Yuan stood up, straightened his suit, and then walked confidently toward the platform.
Then there was some polite small talk and nonsense, but Fu Hange didn't hear a word of it. To be precise, her gaze was completely drawn to Gu Yuan's face.
He stood there, the center of attention, with the eyes of those below filled with adoration. He was like a superstar, radiating light at the highest point, a height she could never reach or surpass.
The speech ended quickly, and Fu Hange hadn't even figured out what this man was like before he came down.
Just when she thought he was going to sit down, Gu Yuan walked over gracefully and extended his hand to her: "May I have this dance?"
Fu Hange didn't hear clearly, so she tilted her ear and asked, "What did you say?"
Gu Yuan patiently repeated, "May I have this dance?"
"I won't......."
After he finished speaking, Gu Zaiheng gave her a look, as if to tell her that this was just for the people present.
Fu Hange was still restless and placed her hand on his palm. Following the direction he pointed, she could clearly feel the warmth in Gu Yuan's palm and his composure.
The people below kept staring at them, and Fu Hange whispered in his ear, "I really can't dance."
Just like last time, she danced with him, but ended up stepping on his feet countless times.
Gu Yuan also leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You just need to follow my rhythm, you don't need to worry about anything else."
With that said, Fu Hange really couldn't find a reason to refuse, and besides, they were already standing in the middle of the dance floor, so this couldn't go on.
As if she had made up her mind, Fu Hange placed her hand on Gu Yuan, indicating that he could begin.
With Gu Yuan's guidance this time, Fu Hange felt much better than last time. During this period, she did not step on his foot once. She didn't know if he had figured out her pattern or if it was because of his guidance that she became better.
After the dance, Gu Yuan pulled her down to sit, "How did you feel?"
"Too boring, having to pretend in front of a bunch of disgusting people."
"That's how charity galas are."
Fu Hange chatted casually with Gu Yuan for a couple more minutes before going to the restroom.
As soon as she entered, Bai Xin's face was immediately reflected in the mirror inside.
Fu Hange frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Bai Xin turned around and looked at her directly. "What? Are you the only one allowed to come, but I'm not?"
"What do you mean? Have you gone crazy enough? If you want to throw a tantrum, go back to your place!" Fu Hange roared.
"No!" Bai Xin roared.
Fu Hange didn't want to pay attention to her and turned to leave, but she was pulled back after taking just one step.
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