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"Ouyang Senior, I can't dance." In the center of the room, Guoguo's shy voice gently floated into Ouyang Qiming's ears.
"Hehe, I have a way." Ouyang Qiming's smile was always so sunny and gentle. "Come, step on my feet, and I'll lead you in dancing."
"Is that okay?" Guoguo asked shyly.
"Of course, you're so thin that you won't hurt my feet." Guoguo was indeed very slender, delicately shaped. "Quick, place your feet here."
After hesitating for a moment, Guoguo placed the front half of her feet on Ouyang Qiming's broad foot.
Ouyang Qiming lifted Guoguo's right hand and wrapped his left arm around her waist, moving his feet to lead her in a graceful dance.
In the distance, Murong Xiuxian smiled wryly. "This kid, it actually works. He really knows what he's doing."
At first, Guoguo was shy as she danced, but slowly a happy smile spread across her face, her snow-white teeth shining like rounded pearls.
This unique pair drew the attention of all the guests in the hall, everyone stopped and formed a circle around them.
No one laughed at Guoguo for not knowing how to dance; instead, they were infected by her smile and looked at her with admiration and envy.
Guoguo felt that this moment was like a dream, yet so real.
Because she could hear Ouyang Qiming's steady heartbeat and calm breathing.
Ouyang Qiming smelled the faint, refreshing lemon scent emanating from himself.
It was the first time Ouyang Qiming 'danced' with Guoguo.
He believed that in this lifetime, Ouyang Qiming would never forget today; Guoguo brought him too many surprises and shocks.
In the entertainment industry, which was like a huge dye vat, Ouyang Qiming learned a lot and experienced many disasters and setbacks.
He grew through disasters and transformed through setbacks, achieving the spotlight as Ouyang Qiming today.
"People rely on their clothes, just like horses rely on their saddles. Dressed like this, she really looks like a wealthy heiress," Murong Xiuxian gazed from a distance at Guoguo, who was in a red dress, with long flowing hair, looking exquisite like a doll, radiating a happy smile. A hint of inexplicable disappointment flashed in his cold eyes as he casually took a glass of champagne from a tray held by a waiter, took a sip, and then coldly remarked, "Freckled Girl, Qiming won't like you; just give up."
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