Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

that time.

At half past seven, after half an hour of speeches, Luo Qing Chen was just wandering around the banquet hall.

She had changed into a moon white dress with a white coffee coat on the outside, each of which was a Givenchy limited edition item.

Luo Qing Chen could feel that everyone was paying attention to her when she walked around, but she couldn’t find a face that was enough to stun her.

Mo Ze Chen isn’t here?

“Next we come to the most important part of the banquet, the dance.
 If the young masters and young miss have a partner they like, please reach out to them and invite them to dance.”

As soon as the voice fell, the beautiful waltz music came on.
 There were many single men and women in this circle and they weren’t willing to be alone, but they could only be with people who they could match with.
 This dance was something that the older generation of the rich families all silently agreed on.

The people at the Marriott Mountain Villa were people at the same level, so if they could get together, their families would approve.

Luo Qing Chen drank a cup of yogurt as she looked at her phone.
 Jiang Yi Liang looked in her direction and narrowed those deep eyes.

This kind of party had happened before and she would always run over to beg him to dance with her.

He told himself that if Luo Qing Chen came over today, he would dance with her.

That way the small flame in his mind would be extinguished by him because what he hated most in this life was the Luo Qing Chen that pestered him.

But he never thought that the world would change from his plans.

There was someone who invited her to dance first.

“Miss Luo, may I have the honour of inviting you to dance?”  There was a young man in a white dress shirt and a neat black bow tie.
 He looked at the phone in his hand and a smile that no one could understand appeared on his lips.

[Ding, affection has increased by ten.
 Mission completion rate is now 10%.]