As a dancer, he really cherished and admired Qin Yin.
Qin Yin just gave him a polite smile, hurried off the stage, and said to everyone, "Please continue singing, I must have made a fool of myself."
Qin Yin walked over to Nan Sichen, sat down beside him, and gently hooked her arm around his. Having just danced, she was panting slightly, her body glistening with fragrant sweat.
Nan Sichen sat motionless, only staring coldly at Jiang Jinyu, his gaze sharp as a knife.
Jiang Jinyu, not an ordinary person it seemed, managed to meet his gaze, slowly walked to his seat, picked up a wine glass, took a sip, and completely ignored Nan Sichen's glare.
Few could withstand the gaze of Nan Sichen, and to endure it so calmly was truly something that made him take notice.
