Lin Tian and Shen Mengyi did not dance any more after finishing that dance, despite many people inviting them, but they politely declined.
Many people felt regret about this, especially the girls, who took the initiative to leave their contact information for Lin Tian, insisting that he must contact them afterward.
"Hehe... definitely, definitely," Lin Tian, holding the contact information handed to him, agreed with a smile on his face.
Shen Mengyi watched with disdain from the side, "Look at you, acting as if you've never seen a beautiful woman before. Mengting really should see this face of yours."
"What's wrong with me? I'm not the one who approached them," Lin Tian said, unconcerned and even a little proud, "This is called charm, do you know what charm is? Are you jealous?"
"As if I would be jealous," Shen Mengyi, her face reddening as she heard this, spoke disdainfully, "With your ugly mug, why would I be jealous of you?"
