Perhaps because most of the employees at Snow Technology were men, they found their courage strangely magnified by beauty.
The employee who had just spoken seemed undeterred and shouted towards Tianxin, "Beautiful lady, could you please dance with me?"
As soon as his words fell, a wave of cheers echoed.
"Beauty, I want to dance with you too!"
"Beauty, dance with me too!"
"Beauty, I want it too, I want it too!"
Requests for a dance came one after another.
Chen Yiran's expression darkened. He glared at the cheering men and sternly said, "None of you are allowed to ask her to dance!"
"..."
The bustling hall abruptly fell silent.
The male employees looked at each other. Finally, one of them muttered, "Chen, don't you already have a girlfriend? Your girlfriend isn't here today but the moment a beautiful woman arrives, you're so quick to make your move."