No one expected that, even when she kept a lower profile than air, she would still be invited to dance.
"Miss Yun, would you like to dance?" A clear and pleasant voice, elegant like the sound of a mountain stream, floated gently from the front, carrying a tone that was pleasing and comfortably gentle.
Yiyi was about to put a piece of cake into her mouth when she looked up and saw Mr. Wubai walking through the nobles with a poetic smile as refreshing as a spring breeze, heading straight towards her. The cake fell with a plop back onto her plate.
Her silly and adorable expression made Mr. Wubai chuckle.
He gently extended his hand in front of her.
Yiyi’s heart skipped a beat uncontrollably. She didn’t expect that even with such a low profile, she would be noticed. Moreover, seeing Mr. Wubai’s elegant deanor and exceptional manners made her feel quite embarrassed.
Being invited to dance while gobbling down food seed quite ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.
The guests nearby also noticed them and turned around to observe them. Yiyi and her friends didn’t recognize the handso, sunny, and gentle young man, so they whispered to each other, guessing their origins.
"Go and dance, young girls should enjoy the fun of the ball, not just stay here eating." Madam Aisha smiled and gave her a little push.
Yiyi and she had been blending into the crowd, yet Mr. Wubai still noticed them and ca to invite Yiyi for a dance. He must have a liking for Yiyi, which is a good thing!
Yiyi was gently pushed by Madam Aisha, and was too embarrassed to refuse.
Moreover, the truth was she didn’t want to refuse either. That extrely gentle voice had a peculiar attraction for her, making her want to hear more.
Of course, she also worried about being recognized as the girl from Yalan Country last ti. After all, as the adopted daughter of an Aus Empire governor, appearing in the Yalan Country army and knowing how to pilot fighter jets was quite odd and suspicious. It was hard to dismiss the espionage charges, and she didn’t want to get into trouble again.
Fortunately, she was dressed very low-key today, deliberately downplaying her appearance.
So, all she had to do was to mimic that night at the Governor’s Mansion, acting shy and silent, and finish the dance.
The two of them beautifully spun onto the dance floor, not drawing attention amidst the crowd.
"Has the injury on your hand healed?" Seeing Yiyi always with her head down, looking very shy and introverted, a gentle voice ca with laughter from above her head.
Yiyi, in a asured tone, answered seriously: "Yes, it’s healed. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wubai."
Then promptly fell into an awkward silence, just silent.
Everyone else dancing talked more than they did.
"Miss Yun, do you plan to keep your head down the entire ti until the end? Am I so ugly that you’re afraid to look up at ?"
Uh, how could he be ugly, with such a dazzlingly handso face and a natural idol-like aura. If he is considered ugly, there are no handso n left in the world.
Yiyi felt awkward. It wasn’t out of fear of looking up, but being so close it was easy to be recognized, right?
"I, I’m more introverted and shy, afraid of looking at handso n." She could only awkwardly make sothing up.
A soft chuckle ca from above her head, Mr. Wubai laughed joyously: "Is this supposed to be a cold joke? But Miss Yun, your earlier ’feat’ didn’t look like sothing a timid and fearful person could do."
This ti, Yiyi looked up in surprise, her big eyes full of mist and innocence.
"What are you talking about, I don’t understand."
But in her heart, she was already on alert; had she just exposed her identity so soon?
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