Not on the same level
In the gorgeous dance hall, slow music started playing.
Li Hanchen stretched out his hand to Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng smiled and put his hand in li Hanchen's palm."President li, please take care of me."
Li Hanchen smiled."You're welcome, miss mu."
Mu Sheng's dance was light, and Li Hanchen followed suit. The two of them spun on the field like swans with their necks crossed.
Light glowed on their bodies, and the two of them were like the most beautiful picture in the world, unfurling in front of everyone.
Gradually, everyone else in the hall stopped dancing. The lights in the hall shone on the two of them, as if they were the only living beings in the world.
Xiao Ziyu stood outside the arena, quietly looking at the scene.
His eyes were cold, and there was a sour feeling in his heart. It was as if thousands of ants had bitten him, and then he was drowned by boundless jealousy.