Yun Bilu looked at Huang Yize, who seemed as though he was troubled by something. She pursed her lips as well, looking as though she was burdened.
She knew that she couldn't be stubborn at such an event. However, she thought that he must have something important that he hadn't told her.
When the old man stopped talking, dance music began to ring through the hall. Many people joined in the dance, and the hall instantly became livelier.
Seeing that scene, Yun Bilu felt as though she was drifting outside. She didn't fit in that place at all.
She held Huang Yize's arm tightly and moved along with him. Occasionally, someone would approach them to strike up a conversation, but Huang Yize would merely smile in response.
