Meng Yier couldn't recover from her excitement for a long time, she felt that it was too unreal, she actually saw her idol, and just now in the corridor, she talked to him so closely, Meng Yier felt that her heart was about to jump out, the more she thought about it, the more excited she felt, and her eyes always stayed on Ke Sen.

Yu Mingxin couldn't help but quip, "Wow, I've never seen our Xiaoyi like this, the posture of this little fan girl, tsk"

Ke Sen has always been surrounded by people, and everyone wants to show their faces in front of him, whether it is a big or small star in the entertainment industry, or a senior executive or CEO of various entertainment companies.

He seems to be very kind to everyone, with elegant gestures, words and deeds, and does not make people feel distant at all.

He talked with Yan Yichen and Hua Zhaoxiang for the longest time, they seemed to be very close to each other, and the three of them standing together was simply a beautiful landscape, and the focus of the audience was focused on them, emitting a dazzling light.

Twenty minutes later, when it was time for the ball, many men and women danced in the banquet hall to the sound of beautiful music.

Yu Mingxin was also invited by Hua Zhaoxiang, and the two slid into the center of the hall and danced.

Two men once came to Meng Yier to dance, but she politely refused. She quietly walked to the dessert section and picked up a piece of cake, hoping to find a place to clean up.

Meng Yier just turned around with a dessert in her hand, and accidentally almost bumped into someone, she looked up and turned out to be Ke Sen, who was standing in front of her with a smile, Meng Yier was so shocked that she almost dropped the cake in her hand.

"This young lady, I wonder if I have the pleasure of inviting you to a dance?" He spoke slowly, his voice beautiful and charming, and the Chinese language was more standard than many Chinese.

Meng Yi'er was stunned for a while, "Me? ”

Kirson nodded amusedly, "Yes, is that okay?" ”

Before Meng Yi'er could recover from the shock, she nodded involuntarily.

Her idol even invited her to dance!!

Oh my God, Meng Yi'er, what shit luck did you go today?

So many women were eyeing each other and wanted to dance the first dance with Director Ke, but she didn't do anything, she didn't even dare to think that such a good thing would fall on her head.

Ke Sen stretched out a hand to her, smiled softly, this smile seemed to be magical, Meng Yier put down the cake in her hand and walked slowly towards him.

Meng Yi'er followed his footsteps and came to the center of the hall, she only felt as light as stepping on cotton, not real at all.

Standing in the middle of the dance floor, Ke Sen's warm left hand took Meng Yi'er's right hand, and gently placed his right hand on her slender and soft waist.

Elegant dance music permeated the scene, and while everyone was intoxicated with joy, the lights turned into pale yellow beams of light that surrounded them in the center of the dance floor.

The man was dressed in a well-cut black suit, and the brooch on his chest was embellished, which was the unique brooch that Meng Yier picked up, and his tall figure made him look elegant and noble.

The girl was dressed in a beige bandeau gown with a bow at her waist adorned with a lovely touch, her skin was snow-white, and the gown set off the perfect curves of her body even more charming. The ink-like black hair runs down to the waist, the eyes are as clear as a clear spring on the snow-capped mountain, and there is an ethereal and cold and arrogant temperament on the body.

Everyone's eyes moved with their dance, their dance steps were full of publicity, a slight step turn, the woman naturally fell into the man's arms, the man raised his hand again, the woman turned two times and was pulled back into the man's arms.

After all, her dance partner is her idol, which makes Meng Yier too nervous, but she instinctively dances to his rhythm, and she can feel the amazed gazes of the people around her.

Ke Sen looked at her gently, "Don't be nervous, Miss Kind-"

Meng Yi'er looked at her amber blue eyes and nodded.

"Miss Kind, what do you call it?"

"Mengyier—"

"Thank you again Miss Meng for helping me find my brooch, it's really important to me, thank you-"

Meng Yier smiled, "Mr. Kirson, you're polite—"

Meng Yi'er looked at his watery gaze and beautiful voice, gradually relaxed, and threw herself into the dance.