In the grand hall of the National Defense University, the music was chaotic.
Colorful strips of paper and balloons decorated the place, making it look anything but serious.
This was a social dance jointly held by the National Defense University and Beijing University.
Gu Yanshen sat on a chair in the corner.
He sat quietly, his demeanor cold, contrasting sharply with his surroundings.
The female trainees around only dared to look at him from afar, none daring to approach.
His gaze was fixed, from beginning to end, on one person in the center of the dance floor.
Lin Wan Yi was wearing a lake blue dress, dancing ballroom with Dean Li's assistant.
The hem of her dress fluttered like a blossoming lotus.
Gu Yanshen frowned.
He disliked other men touching his wife's hand.
Even if it was due to work.
A figure dressed in a grey old blouse appeared ghost-like before him.
"Gu... Mr. Gu."
Her voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of resentment.
Gu Yanshen raised his head.
