He raised his arm to signal, and the music began...
A streak of infatuation flashed through Bei Yunhuan's cold eyes.
Watching the twirling dance figure, his desire to reclaim her grew increasingly stronger!
It was as if a whisper floated into his mind.
[She was originally yours, you just didn't know your own feelings. Go, take her back...]
Bei Yunhuan's eyes flickered, and he awoke in astonishment, gazing at Yuanya. In his eyes, an involuntary heat had surfaced.
Just then, a cold gaze was cast his way, meeting his passionate gaze head-on.
When the two gazes collided, it was as if ice and fire met, sparking countless currents.
It felt as if a bucket of icy water was poured from the sky, extinguishing the flame in Bei Yunhuan's heart.
He clenched his fist, undisturbed, lowering his gaze.
After a while, when he raised his eyes again, his expression had returned to calm.
When he looked for that gaze again, Lan Xiu had long since returned to his casual demeanor.
