"Actually, there’s nothing much." Nangong Jin straightened his expression, "I gave up dancing because the family business needed someone to take it over, and the exposure from dancing was too high. Being in such a conspicuous position in the family business isn’t safe."
That simple?
Di Jinxuan raised her eyebrows, a bit skeptical. Was it really true?
The answer was overly simplistic, but then she thought about it, maybe it was just that simple, he just hadn’t mentioned it, unnecessarily shrouding the reason in mystery.
Plus, with all the distortions in the retelling, people assumed there must be a very complex and deep reason behind it, but what if the reason was as simple as he mentioned.
Moreover, what he said was indeed true; she had to admit that.
However, what she still wanted to inquire about was concerning his dance partner.
Di Jinxuan hesitated, pondering how to broach the topic naturally. Suddenly, before she could decide how, she felt something unusual.
Looking down, Di Jinxuan nearly lost her mind.
Nangong Jin, at some point, had moved his hand to her chest.
A shock like electricity surged within her, and Di Jinxuan screamed, turning around and slapping him, "Shameless!"
Utterly shameless!
Seriously!
Ever seen someone so shameless?
Who massages and ends up on someone’s chest, damn!
Angrily, Di Jinxuan slapped at him, but this time she still missed Nangong Jin, and her hand was firmly grasped by him instead.
He looked at her with a smile, alarmingly beautiful, his peach blossom eyes frivolous yet with a touch of fervor.

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