"Thanks for the compliment, you look pretty sharp in that suit today, too."
Jin Mo complimented, her eyes lowered, without any intention to continue the conversation.
Zhao Zhiyi didn't have time to discern whether Jin Mo's words were genuine or not, but her praise was, after all, a pleasing thing.
He straightened out his suit and stood taller, feeling a surge of confidence. It seemed like his outfit was a success, even Jin Mo was quite satisfied.
"There's a dance later, I was wondering if I might have the honor of asking you for a dance," Zhao Zhiyi took a deep breath and straightforwardly extended his invitation.
He wasn't stingy with showing his affection, thinking that sincerity was enough to chase after a woman.
Before Jin Mo could open her mouth to refuse, a cold male voice came from behind her: "Sorry, she already has a partner."
Zhao Zhiyi turned around to meet Tang Yan's eyes, his face full of surprise and a touch of disbelief.
