Mu Yunlie's hand holding the coffee cup halted abruptly.
Pei Yuexuan quietly observed his expression.
He took a sip of coffee and asked, "What is she going to perform, a shoulder throw?"
Could she possibly sing and dance?
Now he was gradually starting to recall some things.
In his memory, it seemed like he had heard Yan Qianyi sing.
He had no recollection of the specific song she sang, only that she was tone-deaf and sang terribly.
Pei Yuexuan placed the documents in his hand in front of Mu Yunlie, "At the end of the evening party, there is a group dance, and she is among them. So... it should be dance."
Mu Yunlie stared at Yan Qianyi's name on the program, and couldn't help but picturing her posing in military attire.
Imagining her dancing...
A smile unwittingly spread across Mu Yunlie's lips.
With her uncoordinated limbs, she could dance?
"My Lord... what are you smiling at?" Pei Yuexuan asked in shock, noticing the fleeting smile on Mu Yunlie's lips.