Ye Cong's appearance was probably the biggest show of the night. As he did not understand the dialect, he had an excuse to keep Xin ya by his side.
It was a pretty name. If I said anything wrong, you would be the one who would be embarrassed.
There were many singing and dancing activities. Ye Cong could only listen to a melody, but it was enough that the melody was good.
Xin Ya had always been good at singing, so ye Cong sat next to her and listened to her singing.
Maybe it was because she had not been back for two years, but Xin ya had been very excited tonight. Ye Cong just watched, as if it was a kind of happiness to be able to see her happy like this.
Ye Cong did not understand what they were heckling about, but the next second, he saw Xin ya running over. She raised her small head and looked at him with her big, shiny eyes. "They asked if you wanted to go dancing."
Ye Cong raised his eyebrows slightly. "I don't know how."
