Suizi stood in the light, calmly watching Yu Jingting and the other woman.
Yu Jingting followed the light to see Suizi, expressionless.
He just stood there, gazing at Suizi from a distance.
His dance partner noticed Suizi, quickly grasped Yu Jingting's hand, and watched Suizi with a defiant look, asking in halting Chinese with a coquettish tone:
"Jingting, who is she?"
The band and lighting crew onsite didn't dare to make a sound, and the quiet ballroom was pervaded by a suffocating atmosphere.
"So, who am I?" Suizi, without making a fuss, stood there, even with a faint smile on her face.
Yu Jingting stood up straight, but his lips were tightly closed, and he watched Suizi without blinking.
"Jingting doesn't want to bother with you, why are you still standing here?" the woman said to Suizi in a whining voice.
"How much?" Suizi asked.
The woman didn't understand what she meant and could only look at Suizi with confusion.