(This is a revised version of the chapter, please do not read, thank you! Please do not click…)
(Please do not read, thank you! Please do not click…)
Halfway through Bo Xuan's words, Chi Xiaoyu stepped on his foot, she softly exclaimed, "I'm really sorry, I stepped on you!"
"No worries…"
She apologetically smiled, her gaze drifting afar, seeing Gong Beiming's tall figure standing in the center of the ballroom, allowing pairs of dancers to whirl past him.
His deep and cold eyes grew increasingly chilly, his face becoming more unsightly, exuding a violent aura.
Remembering scenes of being humiliated by Madam Gong in the Gong Family, she silently turned her head away.
Suddenly, a pair of domineering hands stretched over, forcibly separating her from Bo Xuan.
Startled, she hadn't yet gathered her thoughts.
Bo Xuan was already punched in the face, clutching his nose and staggering back several steps… The surrounding crowd let out a series of screams.
