(This revised chapter, please do not read, thank you! Please do not click...)
(Please do not read, thank you! Please do not click...)
Right as Bo Xuan was speaking halfway, Chi Xiaoyu stepped on his foot. She let out a low cry, "I'm so sorry, I stepped on you!"
"It's okay..."
She smiled apologetically, her gaze drifting afar, seeing Gong Beiming's tall figure standing in the center of the dance floor, allowing pair after pair of dancers to spin past him.
His deep, chilling eyes grew colder and his face more unpleasant, his whole being exuding a menacing aura.
Remembering the scenes of past insults she suffered at the Gong Family at Madam Gong's hands, she silently turned her head away.
Suddenly, a pair of domineering hands reached over, forcibly separating her and Bo Xuan.
In a momentary daze, before she could react.
Bo Xuan's face already received a punch, clutching his nose as he staggered back several steps... The surrounding crowd let out waves of screams.
