Zhang Lunan walked while his hand glided up and down Ling Momo's waist. Ling Momo felt that this man was shameless to the extreme, yet when she thought of Li Qingshen, she forcefully suppressed the urge to hit him. She tried hard to repress the nausea and churning in the pit of her stomach and made every effort to control her trembling body, accompanying Zhang Lunan to dance.
Naturally, since Zhang Lunan hosted the concert and the evening party, the opening dance was his to lead.
Zhang Lunan held Ling Momo and moved toward the middle of the dance floor in the party hall. Then he gave a slight gesture to the band nearby, and the music slowly started.
Ling Momo's hands rested on Zhang Lunan's shoulders, lightly pushing off with her arms to maintain as much distance as possible between them.
