Chapter 829: The Spicy Samba Season

Su Yueze was very unhappy. "Why not? Don't you like dancing?"

"I do like dancing..." Shen Hanqian's gaze once again drifted towards the dance floor, reluctant to look away...

Suddenly, her expression changed, her voice abruptly stopped, and her facial expression froze instantly as her gaze locked onto a specific spot!

There was a figure in the dance floor that stood out magnificently, with a tall frame, a straight back, and legs that drew attention. This physique, wrapped in a tailored suit, seemed even more imposing and stalwart.

Despite his unpracticed movements, he was full of nobility and charisma.

Even without a clear view of his features, his physique alone was enough to lift the spirits of all the women present...

Especially the girl spinning around him, eliciting envy from others.

Her eyes, unwavering, watched quietly, the sadness in her pupils growing deeper, as if cracked beyond repair...