Over by the dance floor, Xia Yinian was really a bit nervous at the start.
Although she had learned social dance before, it wasn't systematic, far from the prowess of her older sisters.
Fortunately, Gu Lingqian was good at dancing and could take care of her.
The two gradually got into the groove, and even Xia Yinian's steps started looking more graceful.
After all, she was still a little girl of eighteen, and as she danced more smoothly, she found it increasingly fun.
Once loosened up, her coordination with Gu Lingqian became more and more perfect.
When the fast-paced music ended, a slow-paced piece with an elegant mood began to play.
Gu Lingqian's hand rested on Xia Yinian's lower back, pulling her closer.
"These two children, the more I look at them, the more suitable they seem for each other," Old Madam said, her eyes fixed on the dance floor, filled with a delightful aura.
Gu Beicheng's glass unknowingly became empty.
