The new dance tune started playing, and once more the music shifted back to a romantic waltz.
Ji Liangchuan had already been waiting impatiently; as the music began, he quickly stood up, approached Fu Han, and eagerly extended his hand, "Miss Fu Han, may I have the honor of asking you for a dance?"
A promise made was a promise to be kept, and with a polite smile on her face, Fu Han lifted her skirt slightly in a standard curtsy before placing her hand in Ji Liangchuan's palm.
Ji Liangchuan gently led her forward, and his other hand was already resting on Fu Han's waist.
Fu Han had always been aware that Ji Liangchuan harbored some less-than-honorable intentions toward her. She had decided that if Ji Liangchuan touched any inappropriate areas, she would not remain silent and endure.
