The clamorous atmosphere of the nightclub swiftly engulfed Ling Ye's voice.
Yet, the man seated on the sofa still caught every word, his lips curling into a smirk fit for an eager spectator, as his gaze narrowed. After years of playboy behavior, Father Ling and Mother Ling could no longer stand by, and they had finally decided to arrange a blind date for him.
About time! He deserved to be taken down a peg!
With a beauty before him, Ling Ye had completely forgotten about the task at hand and the silent man on the sofa. He hurriedly approached the dancer, extending a glass of wine, "Miss, may I have the honor of offering you a drink?"
He held a crystal champagne flute in one hand, his peach-like eyes slightly squinting, his features rendered delicate in the dim lighting.
