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"Third brother, let's dance. You haven't danced for me tonight. I want you to dance with me," Xu Chaomu shook Shen Shihan's arm, completely ignoring Shen Chi, as if he didn't exist.
"Your fourth brother dances even better than I do. Why not invite him?" Shen Shihan's gaze shifted to Shen Chi.
"If you don't dance, I'll just dance by myself," Xu Chaomu said without turning back, determined not to look at Shen Chi.
Why didn't Shen Shihan take her side?
"Sit down!"
Just as Xu Chaomu was about to stand up, Shen Chi grabbed her wrist, his grip penetrating through the paper.
His voice was subdued and deep, like dark clouds pressing down, instantly cooling the atmosphere by several degrees.
"If you don't let go of my hand, I'll scream 'pervert'!" Xu Chaomu was not about to show any weakness.
"Yell if you're not ashamed," Shen Chi said, looking at her with disdain; he wasn't going to fall for that.