The banquet hall was grand and splendid, with a violin band next to it, the gentle melodic music quickly dispelling the unhappy atmosphere just now.

In Size's blue peach eyes, there was only Bertha. He politely extended his hand to her: "Beautiful Miss Bertha, may I invite you to dance?"

Bertha's red lips were slightly parted. As she was about to answer, Bruno spoke first: "Invite my female friend to dance? Guy Size, you dare to do this, right?"

He glanced coldly at Size, then slowly ...