Because this man was simply too handsome, his flawless looks could make one's heart race as if a deity descended from the heavens.
Standing out so strikingly among the crowd, although he seemed aloof and arrogant, appearing untouched by the world, it only added to his noble allure, making hearts beat faster.
Fantasizing about dancing with him, experiencing a romantic Cinderella story, was every woman's dream.
Ji Lingkong was rather vexed, his eyes, dark as ink and cold, gazed at those whose eyes were fixated on him, blushing and flushed, eager to give it a try, wanting to step forward and ask him for a dance.
He really wasn't interested. His mother, Yun Yuejing, had already pushed him out like this and had even used the reason of the friendship between the two nations so openly and justifiably. If he didn't acquiesce, it would seem like disrespecting his mother, making such an occasion awkward.
