Because they are partners, as the future heir of Nanfeng Group and the fiancee of the future heir, Nanfeng Luo and Ran Xiaoyou have special treatment.

After all the guests entered the venue, Ran Xiaoyou and Nan Fengluo entered the dance one after another. Although they were wearing masks, they could not hide their glory.

"Dear guests," the host said excitedly on the stage, "Please draw a note from each box beside you to complete the matching, and then please wear a mask to find your own dance partner. After ten minutes, you can take off your mask. Please wear a mask to find it within ten minutes."

This may sound like a relatively interesting game. Many of the people present were students from Nanfeng Academy. They obviously liked to play this game and couldn't wait to start acting.

Ran Xiaoyou held the note in her hand and began to look for the No. 71 man, but in the midst of the crowd, she was "please" by many boys who seemed to have no time to come to chat with her, and wanted to ask her number clearly.

I always keep looking for regrets.

Seeing so many boys surrounding the girl in a short red dress and asking around her, Nan Fengluo politely refused all the girls who came to ask questions and walked towards her with anger in his arms.

He knew who she was.

"Hello, she is my dance companion," Nan Fengluo gentlemanly defeated everyone with one sentence, grabbed Ran Xiaoyou's wrist and started walking out of the crowd.

He ignored the reactions of the people around him, and even forgot that Mu Yan was also at the dance at this moment.

Ran Xiaoyou looked at the person pulling her in surprise, feeling a little embarrassed, wearing her high heels of more than ten centimeters. She looked at her familiar jaw and face shape under her mask, her familiar figure and even her familiar aura, and her brain suddenly had his name.

"Nan...Nan Fengluo?"

The person who held her wrist stopped indeed.

"I haven't found my dance partner yet, why would you say I am your dance partner?" Ran Xiaoyou abides by the rules of the game very much, "Which number are you?"

Nan Fengluo did not answer, and his thin lips under the mask pursed slightly, "Ran Xiaoyou, how could you ignore your fiancé and mix among a group of boys."

His cold tone made Ran Xiaoyou notice that he seemed to be angry, "Are you... angry?"

Nan Fengluo immediately let go of her wrist, "Of course not."

His answer was too fast, and he seemed a little guilty. Ran Xiaoyou looked like a great discovery of the universe, and her eyes blinked excitedly under her mask, like the bright stars in the night sky.

"Please take off your masks, it's time," the host announced on the stage that everyone present began to lift their masks.

Ran Xiaoyou found out that she had forgotten to look for the No. 71 man, and instantly turned her resentful eyes to Nan Fengluo, but was even more exciting by someone's indifferent attitude.

"It's all your fault. I don't have time to find someone. If I win any final prize, I will regret it for life!" Ran Xiaoyou said to Nan Fengluo. In fact, she was also wondering how dare she dared. If she had changed her previous life, she would probably look at his iceberg face without saying a word.
Chapter completed!