But before he could walk out, his arm was entwined by a woman's soft arm.
Lu Jihan paused, turned around, and saw Song Anqi holding onto his arm, saying, "Mr. Lu, Professor Qin Qing is calling you. Why are you so distracted?"
He looked up in surprise and just realized that Professor Qin Qing was calling him, but his attention had been captured by Song Yinyin, who just entered the ballroom, so he hadn't heard Professor Qin Qing's voice.
Lu Jihan immediately turned around, standing still and nonchalantly pulling his arm out from Song Anqi's grasp.
He slightly bowed, "Professor Qin."
Even though he responded verbally, his gaze was drifting, somewhat perfunctory, occasionally glancing in Song Yinyin's direction, as if eager to walk toward her...
Song Anqi took in his expressions one by one, the flames of jealousy burning in her chest.
That damn Song Yinyin, why do you always steal my spotlight and catch Lu Jihan's eye the moment you arrive?
Hmph! I won't admit defeat easily.
