Qi Yihan took the jacket and put it on. Then he ordered. "Music."
The music started. He placed one hand behind his back and reached out his other hand to Tang Li, his palm up.
Although he still had a cold face, the action was exceptionally graceful and domineering when it was done by him. It instantly made the ladies and madams of the wealthy families tremble and shrill uncontrollably.
Placing her slender fingers on his palm, the two of them walked into the dance floor.
Lucia clenched her fists and would have grimaced if she hadn't been trying so hard to control herself. At that moment, Milus pressed a hand on her shoulder, reminding her to rein in her anger.
Only then did Lucia hold his hand and walk to the dance floor with him.
