Skilled in Martial Arts, Not Dance; A Special Commission

If this were before, who would have dared refuse him?

If this were before, who would have dared cut in on what he wanted?

Yet the person now was Qin Yuan. Forget him—even the entire family behind him could not afford to offend Qin Yuan.

The man traveling with Anyaza was startled.

He knew Anyaza's temperament well. If Anyaza did anything extreme because of this and angered Qin Yuan, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At that thought, the man instinctively wanted to stand up.

But Anyaza had already reacted. With a "calm" expression, he walked back and sat down in his seat with extreme "composure."

"Whew~"

Seeing this, the man immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"No. I'm good at martial arts, not dancing."

Qin Yuan shook his head and flatly refused Lu Qingyao.

It definitely was not because Ling Ling's and Apasi's little hands had already climbed to his waist.

Mm, definitely not!

"Actually... Qingyao doesn't know how either."

Lu Qingyao did not give up, the smile still on her face. "But Qingyao has learned a little recently, and this is also my first time performing on an occasion like this."

"Qingyao's first... invitation to dance—does City Lord Qin really have the heart to refuse?"

She came from the Lu Family of Modu and had spent years moving in and out of all kinds of cocktail parties and banquets, meeting all sorts of people.

Lu Qingyao did not know how to dance? Absolutely impossible.

This line was most likely meant to make Qin Yuan accept her invitation.

Moreover, Lu Qingyao seemed to be implying something.

Apasi and Ling Ling were not stupid either. They guessed that Lu Qingyao had designs on Qin Yuan, and thick jealousy instantly welled up in their hearts.

They subconsciously looked at Qin Yuan.