Bab 718: 720

Hearing a voice suddenly coming from beside her, and with a foreign accent, Song Yuxin immediately looked up.

She noticed a man with a distinctly Western appearance, blonde hair, and blue eyes standing next to her seat, a gentleman-like smile on his face as he extended a hand in a gesture of invitation.

Song Yuxin, however, embarrassedly shook her head and politely declined in English, "I'm sorry, I can't dance."

The man, seeing the Eastern woman before him so well-mannered and with such a pleasant voice, was instantly bright-eyed and said, "No problem, actually, in dancing, it's fine if only one of the two knows how. I can teach you. Oh, right, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Simmons."

Song Yuxin's brows immediately furrowed slightly.

Her politeness and courtesy were only symbolic, after all, the man had also faced her with a smile, and she certainly wasn't going to give him a dirty look.

But seeing that he persisted, she started to feel unhappy.