"The person who refuses to dance with me, Jiang Nan, is the one who lacks manners." Jiang Nan's voice suddenly took on a low, icy tone as he spoke to Tianxin, and then, without a formal goodbye, he tugged on her arm and headed towards the center of the venue.
Chen Yiran's brow twitched slightly as he let go of his own dance partner and walked toward Tianxin.
"Brother Yiran..." Tianxin felt a little relieved when she saw Chen Yiran approach her.
"President Jiang usually despises attending such parties, what brings you to the Lantern Festival celebration at Snow Technology today?" Chen Yiran stepped in front of Jiang Nan, pulled Tianxin away, and shielded her behind him as he asked with evident curiosity.
"I've always heard the Lantern Festival at Snow Technology is quite formal, but it seems to be just that." Jiang Nan tilted his chin up, squinted at Chen Yiran and Tianxin, then added casually, "So, who is this young lady to you?"
