Without thinking, Tang Yishen withdrew his hand.
He couldn't understand Jiang She's moves at all.
Tang Yishen retorted, "The person I wanted to invite was Wen Zhiyao, not you. Keep your distance. I don't want scenes of dancing with Wen Zhiyao to cause any dissatisfaction."
There was an air of defiance in Tang Yishen's tone.
But instead of getting angry, Jiang She laughed, "Wen Zhiyao won't dance with you. She'll dance with me. Since you, CEO Tang, have already rejected me, the opportunity is gone. This private gathering ends here."
After saying his piece, Jiang She turned and left, willingly wrapping his arm around Wen Zhiyao's waist as they strolled away.
Tang Yishen stared intensely at the retreating figures, lost in his thoughts.
As they sat in the car, Wen Zhiyao felt somewhat unsettled, "We just left... wouldn't Tang Yishen be angry?"
Noticing her preoccupation, Jiang She curiously asked, "Do you want to go back and dance with Tang Yishen?"
