The phone call with Mrs. Zhang left Yiyi with a frosty expression for the rest of the day. Paired with the black dress provided by the school, she really did look like an ice-cold beauty when she stood in the student ballroom at Cornell University.
"Two beautiful ladies from the East, may I and my gentleman friend here have the honor of being your dance partners?" The welcome party hadn't started yet, and in front of the student ballroom doors, groups had formed human walls.
Blocking Xiao Xian and Yiyi were Australian male students speaking with an Australian accent, faces speckled with brown freckles. They were a bit older than Xiao Xian and Yiyi, in their early twenties, and dressed meticulously in tailcoats with bow ties. Perhaps Yiyi's frosty face was too intimidating, so the man who addressed them first extended his invitation to Xiao Xian.
Such invitations occurred frequently at the entrance of the student ballroom.
