His hands were holding Xuxu's slender waist tightly. Like a docile woman, she lowered her head. It looked as though she was deliberately trying to bury her head in his embrace.
The door opened at that moment and a suave and handsome man entered. He saw the situation in the room and his expression froze instantly.
His thick eyebrows knitted tightly together in an instant.
Argh, this damn stupid woman. He'd merely asked her to stall for time, not to be a dance hostess and prance around with men.
That golden-haired man was wearing such a lewd expression—and which part of her was he staring at?
Young Master Yan moved at lightning speed and raced to the couple who were dancing to the tune of a romantic waltz. Without thinking about it, he stretched his hand to grab Wen Xuxu's slender arm and forcefully pulled her into his embrace.
