Fu Lifei, who was clearly used and discarded, was quickly left aside.
Seeing them start to dance, Yan Yan didn’t seem to have any intention of pursuing it, and he let out a big sigh of relief.
A layer of cold sweat had already ford on his back.
Little Sister-in-law almost got him killed!
After this incident, Prince Fu deeply understood one lesson:
It’s okay to offend Brother Yan, but never offend Little Sister-in-law!!
While others believe the cuter the avatar, the harsher the insults, Yun Qiluo is the upgraded version, the cuter she looks, the deadlier she strikes!
Compared to the surviving Fu Lifei, Yun Qiluo was extrely happy!
The beautiful man danced with her! He didn’t dance with other girls!
And he got angry because she wanted to dance with Fu Lifei! He must be jealous!!
Maybe, he really does like her as well!
Thinking of this, as she was led by the man, clumsily following his steps, she secretly rejoiced, occasionally bursting into silly laughter.
Yan Yan noticed her clumsy dancing, stepping on his shoes several tis.
Yet she couldn’t stop smiling foolishly from ti to ti.
He tightened his large hand around her waist: "Don’t know how? Hmm?"
Yun Qiluo shook her head: "This is so hard."
"If you don’t know, I can teach you," his eyes darkened slightly, not forgetting to warn, "In the future, you can’t ask other n to dance."
The young girl, hearing this, started giggling again, like a triumphant little fox.
Until Yan Yan’s gaze deepened again: "Hmm?"
Only then did she softly respond: "Got it, I won’t ask anyone else in the future!"
After responding, she couldn’t help but feel secretly delighted, but in order not to let the beautiful man notice, she pretended as if nothing had happened.
Lowering her head to seriously learn social dance.
Actually, it wasn’t hard to dance; most people learn it in elentary or middle school, but Yun Qiluo hadn’t learned it, so she seed a bit out of sync.
Seeing her clumsiness, Yan Yan, strangely patient, guided her step by step.
His large hand on her waist, they were very close.
So moves brought them even closer, their cheeks almost touching.
Though there was no actual touch, as their breath mingled, Yun Qiluo once again felt her heart start to race.
Her face couldn’t help but blush, a bit distracted while dancing.
By the end of the dance, Yan Yan’s expensive leather shoes were scuffed and ssy.
Of course, even so, he didn’t appear at all awkward or out of place.
Rather, those watching him teach Yun Qiluo couldn’t help but feel overwhelmingly envious.
Standing together, one in black and one in white formal wear, their height difference quite distinct, yet inexplicably matched, like the most captivating mural at the event.
No one had the heart to disrupt such a scene.
Who could have thought... Mr. Yan would have such a patient side?
After the dance, Yun Qiluo was very happy.
Seeing others start to gather around Yan Yan to talk, all about business matters, many asking for his insights on the current dostic economic situation.
Initially, Yun Qiluo was a bit interested, but eventually found it sowhat boring.
After whispering to Yan Yan and getting his permission, she continued over to the buffet area to eat.
While other debutantes and socialites were busy socializing, or flirting with gentlen,
She only focused on eating.
She was the biggest eater at the event.
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