As a result, she didn't learn anything at all.
Her academic performance was mediocre, neither bad nor good.
Just another face in the crowd, not attracting any second glances.
Nothing more ordinary, nothing more average.
"Ann, can you dance?" Jasmine Yale asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
"A little, but it's been a long time since I last danced."
"Then dance for me, I've never seen you dance," Jasmine Yale was quite interested.
If possible, when she went abroad to study, she wouldn't let herself be so willful anymore. At the very least, she'd pursue something she was interested in, like dancing or yoga.
"Which guy do you think looks good? I'll go invite him to dance later," Ann Nolan winked.
Jasmine truly started searching the crowd with her eyes.
The bar was on the upscale side, so there were quite a few high-quality men there.
But after looking around, Jasmine really couldn't find one that she liked, shaking her head, "Not one that catches my eye."
