Ling Ye was ready to follow the plan and give the rose to Gu Xiaoer.
He saw a man with an air of chill reluctantly nodding.
Ling Ye felt his head spinning and swiftly placed the rose into the basket marked Gu Xiaoer, feeling as if countless holes had been poked in his body.
Seeing Ling Ye take action first, the other men, each harboring different thoughts, also slowly moved their steps toward Gu Xiaoer...
Shen Minghan leisurely held a flower in his hand, completely here just to join the fun today. Under the penetrating gaze of a certain man, he bravely placed the rose in the basket behind Gu Xiaoer.
"Shen Minghan!" Han Luoli gritted his teeth.
Damn it, he knows that's his woman and still dares to ask for a dance? Does Shen Minghan want to mess things up?
Shen Minghan looked at Han Luoli's sour face, pushed up the frame of his glasses, and smiled mischievously. "Don't get angry, don't get angry, it's too early for you to be angry now!"
He intentionally taunted Han Luoli.
