LUO WEI TIAN watched with bated breath as Luo Yan and Shen Ji Yun moved across the dance floor. When he first saw them walking toward it, his heart had nearly jumped out of his chest. He had hoped they wouldn't actually do it. But of course, they did. A part of him wanted to march over there and pull them apart. But then he saw how happy they looked. So he stayed in his seat.
His initial reaction had mostly came from the shock of what happened the night before. But as he watched the way people were looking at Luo Yan and Shen Ji Yun, and as bits of whispered conversation reached his ears, his feelings quickly shifted to worry and anger. Not at the two of them. No, at the judgmental stares aimed their way and the gossip he was certain was full of nothing good.
But when had this even started? Surely, two young men dancing together couldn't be enough to cause the looks Luo Wei Tian was seeing from some of their guests. For example, he heard Xiulan say:
