Feeling the stares of amazement and envy around her, Gu Qian tugged uncomfortably at her pink dress hem, her voice stammering with nervousness, "Sister Luoxi, let's go over."
Yan Luoxi gently patted the back of her hand, her eyes smiling, "Qianqian, you look beautiful today. Come, keep your head up and chest out, and look straight ahead. Show the most confident and charming smile. Today, you cannot be afraid."
Gu Qian, upon hearing this, actually calmed down completely. She lifted her head and puffed out her chest, striding through the crowd's gazes like a proud little princess, slowly making her way to Shen Changqing.
Shen Changqing's gaze clung to her, not moving until she frowned and glared at him. Flustered, he lowered his head, realizing that his stare was too intense and direct. He was so nervous he resembled a green, young boy, "Qian, Qianqian, may I invite you to dance?"
