Just as Nian Xiaomu returned to the table, Matriarch Yu grabbed her excitedly and said, "You danced so well! That was the first time I watched someone match so perfectly with Yuehan on the dance floor. The two of you are destined for each other!"
"…" Nian Xiaomu was flustered by Matriarch Yu's compliments and turned to look at Yu Yuehan.
When he heard people praise them, he did not smile. Instead, his face turned even more sullen.
What was he up to now?
She was completely confused by him.
"Speaking of which, Young Master, my…"
Before Nian Xiaomu had even spoken the word "reward," she saw him lift his wine glass and gulp down the contents. He then slammed the glass onto the table and raised his eyebrow as he glared at her.
That complicated gaze seemed like he wanted to tear her to pieces.
Nian Xiaomu felt goosebumps all over her body as he stared at her and even forgot what she had intended to ask.