(This chapter is a revised version, please don't read it, thanks! Everyone, please don't click…)
(Please don't read it, thanks! Everyone, please don't click…)
Bo Xuan had only said half a sentence when Chi Xiaoyu stepped on his foot. She let out a soft cry, "I'm so sorry, I stepped on you!"
"It's fine…"
She gave him an apologetic smile, her gaze drifting far away, and saw Gong Beiming's tall figure standing in the middle of the dance floor, letting pairs of dancers spin past him one after another.
His deep, cold eyes grew even colder, his face darker and darker, his whole body radiating a violent aura.
Thinking of those scenes where she'd been humiliated by Madam Gong at the Gong Family's house, she silently turned her head away.
All of a sudden, a pair of domineering hands shot out and forcibly tore her and Bo Xuan apart.
She was still in a daze, not yet recovering her senses.
