A single song actually doesn't take that long, just a few minutes. The music stopped, and the two people who had been dancing hotly finally came to a halt as well.
A burst of applause suddenly sounded. Yao Ziwan's eyes trembled slightly, and only then did she open them.
She lifted her head to look at Liao Qinghe, a bit embarrassed. She hurriedly let go of his hand and said, "...I didn't dance well, Mr. Liao, please don't laugh at me!"
Liao Qinghe merely arched his brows slightly and said, "No, Secretary Yao, you danced very well... Mm, looks like you're very deeply in love with that person."
Yao Ziwan's gaze flickered. She said, "It's because you led well, Mr. Liao. I... made a fool of myself."
Liao Qinghe laughed. "Secretary Yao, don't be modest. As expected, there are talented people everywhere around Mr. Song. It really makes one jealous."
Song Yansheng narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
