Especially when she saw Xiang Yimo embracing Wang Shan, who had an exceptional demeanor, getting deeper into the dance, Zhong Lingling felt increasingly uncomfortable.
And she was somewhat restless.
But what right did she, a mere assistant, have to stop the President and his dance partner?
"Very good, President Yimo is quite talented! Come, let's do it again, we should have some eye contact, and then, President Yimo, please hold my waist a bit tighter, to give the guests the impression that you're putting emotion into the dance!" Wang Shan, with her hand on Xiang Yimo's shoulder, faced him with a full smile.
The sparkle in her eyes was electric, so much so that even Zhong Lingling standing by could feel Wang Shan's electricity!
Zhong Lingling thought to herself that Xiang Yimo, who was holding Wang Shan, would probably be stunned by this woman with such a distinctive aura.
