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the familiar waltz music came out of the phone.

on the screen, a young man and woman were hugging each other intimately and dancing in the middle of the dance floor.

sang ning had obviously found a front row seat with a good view to watch. the video was very clear, with no obstacles or shaking hands.

the tall and handsome man was wearing a simple black trench coat, but with his tall height and long legs, he exuded the aura of a custom-made suit. the young girl he was gently holding was wearing a light green long dress. her skin was fair and her figure was slim.

every time the two of them turned around to the music, the long chiffon skirt behind the young girl would draw an arc, making her look like a light butterfly, as if she would spread her wings and fly away at any time.

the good-looking man and woman stared at each other with their eyes intertwined. the man's face had a faint smile the entire time, while the girl's cheeks had a faint blush.

everything was as beautiful as a movie.

however, when mu weiwei saw this, she wished that she could dig a hole in the ground and hide in it.  

oh my god!

he wouldn't have known if he didn't look, but he was shocked when he did.

so, in the eyes of others, when she danced with fu linchen, this was ... this was how it looked like?

who was that infatuated girl in the video? who was it?

she would never admit that it was hers!

she was the little princess of the mu family. how could she smile so shyly at such an old fox? it was really like seeing a living ghost!

it must be sang ning's brainless fan who added special effects to the video!

mu weiwei felt her ears burning up again. she held her breath for a while before she braced herself and said, " you ... you're wrong. it's the angle from which the video was shot ... "

"what angle? there were at least a dozen secret videos on the forum from all angles, okay? who wouldn't be embarrassed to dance with a prince charming like senior Lance? however, you've always been so disdainful of senior schoolmate in the past. now ... do you feel that your face hurts?"

sang ning leaned over and elbowed her. " up close, don't you look even more handsome? everyone says that senior is such a cold man. if you're stared at by him, you'll definitely drown in his eyes. how do you feel?"

"what the hell is this? you fangirls, you're too good at imagining things! the eyes are the eyes, what ... what else can you do ..."

mu weiwei's heart began to beat faster even though she was ridiculing him.

what did it feel like to be stared at by an old man ...

she couldn't even remember how many times she had looked fu linchen in the eye. she wanted to beat him up every time, okay?

except for the dance just now ...

mu weiwei almost could not answer a few times under sang ning's interrogation. she was about to spill the beans and give herself away. fortunately, the straight-a student came to her in time and once again invited sang ning to dance.

sang xiaoning, who had forgotten her friends at the sight of her lover, immediately left her friend and left with her senior.

once again, mu weiwei was left alone. the boys who had been eyeing her covetously from the side surrounded her and tried to strike up a conversation with her.

mu weiwei couldn't bear to be disturbed. she wanted to sneak away, but she was worried that she would bump into fu linchen if she went out.

so, she dragged on until midnight. seeing that the students around her were starting to leave, she mixed in with the crowd and quietly left the auditorium.

she walked out of the door and couldn't help but look in the direction of the sculpture.

fu linchen said that he would wait for her under the statue, but it had been so long. he must have left long ago.