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Long Ting immediately felt dizzy and cursed aloud. His ex-girlfriend came up to them.

"Young Master Long, shall we dance too?" The woman had a coquettish look on her face.

Previously, Long Ting found it pleasing to the eye, but now it only annoyed him. "Get lost!"

After being scolded, the woman felt embarrassed and left in a fit of pique.

Yang Xia was taken aback as well. No way, CEO Long was jealous. She looked towards the dance floor and wondered if they would start fighting. Should she let Li An'an and Fu Yiheng leave?

Long Ting didn't know whether to curse or to yell. At this point, the dance music ended. From afar, enthusiastic applause could be heard. He looked over and almost choked. In the ballroom that had now brightened up again, he saw two figures gradually leaning into each other and finally kissing.

Long Ting's mind exploded. It was over!