Emily Yates drank one glass after another, and soon she felt a little dazed even though she wasn't drunk.
Just as he was about to continue drinking, the glass was snatched away from his hand.
"Give it back to me! Leave me alone!" Emily Yates was very unhappy and wanted to snatch the wine glass back.
Nathan Moore frowned, put it aside, and pointed to the dance floor not far away, "Let's go dance."
This is an order, not a negotiation.
Emily Yates was stunned, not knowing what was going on, but as if possessed by some mysterious spirit, she actually followed along.
Soft music flows quietly.
Nathan Moore extended his hand gentlemanly, Emily Yates took it cooperatively, and the two slowly walked onto the dance floor.
It was the first time for the two to dance together, and they were surprisingly in sync.
She didn't know if it was because she was drunk or something, but under the light, facing the face in front of her, Emily Yates was dazed for a moment.
Seeing this, Nathan Moore smiled, and then his hands gradually became restless.
He had seen many beautiful young ladies, but this was the first time he had seen one who was beautiful, capable, and not pretentious.
Just as he had thought before, this woman was indeed very interesting.
Emily Yates was startled, and immediately came to her senses. She pushed the man in front of her away, her face flushed, and she asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
It feels strange and uncomfortable.
Nathan Moore answered casually, "My hand slipped."
"Do you think I will believe it?" Emily Yates was already gloomy, and now this happened, her mood became even worse. "You have been skating for so long and you still don't feel it?"
Nathan Moore suddenly realized, "That's right, why don't we try again, there might be some other reason."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to move closer.
Emily Yates dodged his hand, her tone a little impatient, "Forget it, it's so stuffy here, I'm going to go out for some fresh air."
It was simply impossible to reason with this man.
She was not in the mood to argue with him so much now.
After taking two steps, she turned back and added, "I want to be alone."
Nathan Moore had a dull expression and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Fortunately, he did not catch up.
Emily Yates came to the courtyard and walked aimlessly.
There is a slight chill in the night, and the wind makes people feel refreshed.
It was very comfortable, at least much better than at the cocktail party.
She tightened her clothes around her body and sighed.
In the darkness, a pair of hands covered her mouth from behind and dragged her to the corner.
"Mmmmm…"
Emily Yates was startled and struggled in panic.
"Shh, it's me!"
Emily Yates was stunned when she heard the familiar voice. She hesitated and finally fell silent.
Ryan Gray let go of her hand, and the two stood face to face. He looked around and made sure that there was no one around before he bravely hugged her, "Azi, I missed you so much!"
Emily Yates froze in the sudden embrace, motionless and somewhat greedy.
This embrace was so warm, so warm that she was reluctant to let go.
After a long time, she pushed him away, her eyes slightly red, her voice a little choked, "Why are you here?"
Ryan Gray didn't answer, but asked another question that had been on his mind since just now, "Why are you with Nathan Moore? What's going on?"
"Are you questioning me?" Emily Yates' face turned cold. "What about you and Sophia Yates? Aren't you together too? You're almost getting married."
Ryan Gray didn't expect her to say this. He was speechless for a moment and looked gloomy.