With an indifferent tone, he spoke slowly in a deep, masculine voice, carrying an endless hint of ambiguity, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Han Jiaojiao looked up to see the man's face clearly, slightly startled, "…Is it you?"
The man leaned forward slightly, extending one hand with chivalrous grace, "May I have this dance with you?"
Han Jiaojiao wasn't someone with a good memory; rather than saying her memory was poor, it's more accurate to say she wasn't attentive.
For males other than her brother, she showed a natural face blindness. For example, she heard Yan Xiao calling out names like Ahai, Xiaoliang, Xiaoyang every day… but she thought they all looked the same and couldn't tell who was who.
But she recognized the man in front of her instantly; he was Mr. Long from the last charity banquet.
