"Can't you phrase it differently?" Cheng Hao raised his eyebrows at Secretary Jin.
Only then did Secretary Jin's stupefied expression clear up, replaced by an utterly ecstatic demeanor, "This dance is just incredibly beautiful. I had heard long ago that Miss Qin's dance at the graduating night gala was extremely beautiful, but I never imagined it would be this mesmerizing."
"Let's go, let's go to sleep. Tomorrow we'll wander around some more, and probably head back in the afternoon. We have to work the day after tomorrow." Cheng Hao reached out, holding Secretary Jin's hand, their hands locking together, with two red silk ribbons floating and swinging beautifully in the air.
Secretary Jin looked at their clasped hands and giggled twice before complaining again, "Damn, we have to work the day after tomorrow. Work is such a hassle; it would be nice to live here forever."
"When we have enough money, we'll quit our jobs and move here to live," Cheng Hao said.
