108: "You are not pleased with my black hair and white hair, but I have lived in the human world for only a hundred years!"

As soon as Dong Changjun, the elder, left, the group of young male and female officers immediately gathered around.

The men surrounded Fang Le, while the women surrounded Yan Ruyu.

Left with no choice, Fang Le started chatting idly with the group of young male officers.

As for Yan Ruyu, after receiving a look from Fang Le, she also had no choice but to try to communicate with the women.

Fang Le was fine, handling the situation with ease.

Yan Ruyu's usual job was to protect the Chief, and in her free time, she wouldn't pay attention to trivial matters. Chatting about makeup and boyfriends with a bunch of chattering women suddenly became a struggle for her.

Moreover, she kept looking towards Fang Le, afraid that the assassination attempt at the previous press conference would happen again, making her appear distracted.

Soon, the banquet reached the dancing segment, which indirectly saved Yan Ruyu.

The girls around Yan Ruyu scattered like sparrows.

And the young officers around Fang Le also dispersed in a rush.

Everyone rushed towards the opposing camp.

"Ms. Yan, may I have this dance?"

A large group of young male officers all gathered around Yan Ruyu, extending their hands to invite her to dance, which immediately flustered Yan Ruyu.

Before the dance segment, these young officers, out of courtesy, did not disturb the female companions brought by others.

But during their recent conversation with Fang Le, these guys learned that Yan Ruyu was not Fang Le's real-life partner, but merely a bodyguard, so they started to have ideas.

This was a heroic woman who could catch bullets with her bare hands, and she was both valiant and dashing.

If they could win Yan Ruyu's favor, it would not only mean finding a good match but, given Yan Ruyu's identity as someone close to the Anti-War Army leader, it would also be a great boost to their own military and political prestige.

Meanwhile, Fang Le's side was also extremely lively, surrounded by a crowd of chattering women.

"Commander Fang, choose me, I can dance any dance."

"Commander Fang, choose me... she has a boyfriend."

Fang Le felt a headache coming on; these girls, mostly born after 2000, were truly direct, without any hint of subtlety.

"Ah, excuse me, beautiful ladies, I already have a dance partner."

Fang Le walked straight towards another group of people gathered together, which was Yan Ruyu and the young officers who all wanted to be her dance partner.

The officers sensibly moved aside; they had been vying for a long time, but Yan Ruyu had not shown any signs of favoring anyone.

Fang Le, like a gentleman, extended his hand to Yan Ruyu and said, "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me?"

Inside the banquet hall, a gentle dance tune was playing at this moment.

And in the very center of the dance floor, there were only two people.

Fang Le and Yan Ruyu held each other, facing each other.

Fang Le's eyes were deep, while Yan Ruyu's face was flushed, as if she were drunk, and her body felt somewhat soft.

For some reason, normally, even when she was very close to the Chief during work, she wouldn't feel any discomfort.

But in this situation, perhaps because she had changed her attire and her identity, she felt completely ill at ease; the closer she got to Fang Le, the faster her heart beat.

Fang Le thought Yan Ruyu was simply unaccustomed to such occasions, so he whispered, "Xiao Yu, do you not know how to dance? Don't worry, I don't really know how either."

He thought to himself that he had only learned ballroom dancing a few times as an elective course in college.

After entering society, there were no occasions to use it, and he had forgotten it.

However, Fang Le was not entirely unprepared.