Ye Chenmeng turned around and saw that the man was wearing a black dress, looking at him with bright eyes and teeth, and a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

But she was sure that she really had no impression of this gentle man.

As if he understood the strangeness in her eyes, the man smiled and introduced himself warmly.

"Miss Ye, hello, I'm Lan Tao, I've seen your photos."

Lan Tao?

Ye Chenmeng heard this somewhat familiar name, and then remembered that it was his blind date. Her mother did seem to have given her a picture, but she didn't care at the time, glanced at it and casually threw it aside.

Now that I think about it, if I had watched it at the time, I am afraid that I would not have come to this point with Lan Lichuan.

The soothing waltz music rippled in the banquet hall, and Lan Tao elegantly broke the deadlock: "Miss Ye has a face dance?" ”

"I'm sorry, I won't." Ye Chenmeng politely refused.

"I'll teach you?" Lan Tao's gentleman's hooked lips were indeed his mother's so-called warm as jade.

Seeing Lan Tao's humble smile, Ye Chenmeng couldn't help but tease: "Do the boys in the engineering department still study dance at the same time?" ”

"No, it's a male student in the dance department who is also studying engineering."

Dusty Dream was indeed amused by Lan Tao's humor.

She smiled and shook her head, "Forget it, I'm born with a lack of dance cells, and I'm afraid of losing face with Mr. Lan." I'm sorry Mr. Lan, I'll miss you first. ”

Ye Chenmeng wanted to leave under an excuse, but was stopped by Lan Tao, "Miss Ye, can we have a meal together another day?" ”

Probably understood what Lan Tao meant, Ye Chenmeng nodded with a smile, "If you have the opportunity another day, I will definitely ask my husband to invite you to dinner." ”

"Sir?" Lan Tao was slightly surprised, "I heard that Miss Ye is still single. Did I mishear, or did Miss Ye deliberately give me an argument because she wanted to reject me? ”

"She's just telling the truth." A deep voice sounded between the two, Lan Lichuan glanced at Lan Tao lightly, and then fell his gaze on Ye Chenmeng's body.

Lan Tao looked at the man in front of him in shock, his eyes full of surprise that he couldn't hide.

After Ye Chenmeng was slightly embarrassed, he still chose to stand by Lan Lichuan's side. But he didn't want to, Lan Lichuan actually stretched out his hand to her.

She glanced at his slender fingers, then looked up at him and said truthfully, "I won't." ”

Although her mother did help her sign up for a dance class when she was a child, she couldn't be a dancing swan after all.

After a moment of silence, he looked at her and said, "Give me my hand." ”

She was struggling, but under his deep gaze, she unconsciously put her hand into his.

He took her by the waist and led her onto the dance floor. Her fingertips were slightly cold, with a temperature that should not be in the middle of summer, and slowly soaked into his palm.

Under his leadership, for a moment, she felt as if she was dancing herself.

Her arm rested on his shoulder, and a powerful flash of light swung over every inch of the two of them danced. It's as if the whole world is cut off.

Lan Lichuan hooked the corners of his lips, reached out to wrap his hand around her waist, and gently rubbed the fabric around her waist, looking at her: "Since Mrs. Lan is married, should she maintain her proper image?" ”

"What's wrong with my image?" She leaned on his chest and spoke lightly.

He just hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and glanced at Lan Tao's direction cudgetically.

Ye Chenmeng smiled: "If you don't say it, no one will know that I am Mrs. Lan." ”

"I wouldn't mind having a press conference. Did Mrs. Lan decide what dress to wear? He chuckled, shoved her out with a hard push, and then took her white hand, and two whirls brought her back again.

The moment she was pushed out, Ye Chenmeng was a little flustered, she grabbed Lan Lichuan's shoulders and looked at him unhappily: "You call it a communiqué personal vendetta!" ”

At the end of the song, Ye Chenmeng's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and he was about to speak, but someone greeted Lan Lichuan with red wine glasses one after another. Nothing more than some similar compliments.

Seeing Lan Lichuan raise his glass, Ye Chenmeng suddenly remembered Murong He's explanation.

She frowned slightly, and only after sending away the people who came to compliment her did she look at Lan Lichuan, "If you are drunk and unconscious, don't expect me to carry you home." ”

He raised his eyebrows, glanced at her meaningfully, and looked at another man who came to take her closer, and he seemed to hold her body casually.

"I didn't expect Mr. Lan to attend today's cocktail party, it's a real honor." The filmmaker clinked glasses with Lan Lichuan with a flattering smile on his face.

Lan Lichuan put the cup in Ye Chenmeng's hand and said lightly, "The wife of the family is strict, quit." ”

"Mr. Lan laughed, who in the circle doesn't know that you are a single aristocrat." The producer had a smile on his face.

Lan Lichuan's deep eyes were reflected by the light as crystal clear as gems, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Chenmeng beside him, and his eyes gradually became dyed with a deep smile.

She was panicked by this look, so she had to frown, picked up the glass of red wine and looked at the producer and chuckled, "I will do it first for Mr. Lan." ”