Chapter 31 Dance

Song Yu wore a white tassel slit dress with pearl earrings. Her shawl-length hair was permed into French curls. With her charming yet playful makeup, she could be said to be a night elf.

The stylist was pouring out basketfuls of nice words, but He was happy and proud beside him.

"That's natural. My sister is the most beautiful."

The time was approaching six o'clock. Song Yu looked at his phone and tugged on He Anle's cheek, "Okay, stop talking, we're coming soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white sports car parked outside the door.

"It really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here. I'll leave first." Song Yu waved his hand and walked out of the store on high heels.

"Tell me later how the battle went!"

He Anle opened the door and shouted.

Song Yu's face turned dark, he was so shocked by her words that he almost lost his footing.

What situation could she have with Gu Qianlang?

As the car door opened, Gu Qianlang's handsome face came into view.

"Didn't you tell the driver to pick me up? Why are you here?"

Song Yu sat in the car unnaturally, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Instructing the driver to start the car, Gu Qianlang raised his hand to hold his gold-rimmed eyes, "How else could I have heard such an interesting conversation between Miss Song and her friend."

Thinking of his sister's shocking words just now, Song Yu was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Mr. Gu, you misunderstood. I don't think anything wrong about you. My friend was just joking. Don't take it seriously."

Gu Qianlang smiled and said nothing.

When he arrived at the dance venue, he got out of the car first and then walked to the other side to help Song Yu open the door.

Song Yu got out of the car and looked around, slightly surprised.

In the past, she had attended high-end restaurants, but this dance was held in a mountain villa.

The surrounding scenery is magnificent, and BMWs are everywhere coming and going.

"Miss Song, let's go." Gu Qianlang stretched out his arm and motioned for Song Yu to put his hand over.

Both of them had put on masks at this time.

Song Yu nodded and obeyed.

Although their faces were covered, their temperament and figure could not be concealed. As they walked in, eyes would be cast on the two of them from time to time.

"Miss Song is so beautiful today."

Gu Qianlang tilted his head towards Song Yu and said in a sincere tone.

Song Yu nodded generously and said politely, "Mr. Gu is also very handsome today."

The people who came to the reception were either rich or noble, and they all came with their partners.

After the first opening dance ends, a dance partner will be matched immediately.

Song Yu's previous statement that she couldn't dance was just the reason for rejecting Gu Qianlang. In fact, she was quite comfortable with dancing.

"Good evening, all guests. Welcome to tonight's dance. The lights will darken in one minute. When they light up again, the person in front of you will be your new dance partner."

The host stood on the stage, also wearing a mask.

"But what if the person in front of me is also a man? Then I have to dance with a man."

I don’t know who was the first to question, followed by laughter one after another.

"Don't worry, everyone. The dance floor under your feet will rotate. There are hundreds of card slots. We will naturally match you with the right dance partner." The host explained patiently.

Upon hearing this, everyone began to look at the floor beneath their feet.

Before any mystery could be discovered, the lights dimmed completely.

The surroundings fell into darkness, even the sounds were blurred, and Song Yu felt inexplicably suffocated.

She didn't dare to move, and held her skirt tightly with her hands.

The floor beneath his feet was indeed moving slowly, but it might also be moving very fast. In short, Song Yu couldn't figure it out.

When the lights came on again, everyone looked at the person opposite them curiously.

Song Yu was very nervous and raised his head cautiously.

When she touched a pair of familiar deep eyes, her body froze instantly.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he looked around in panic.

It turned out that the couple next to him was Gu Qianlang, and the one opposite him looked so much like Zhu Xiatong.

"Mr. Gu's dance partner looks familiar, doesn't he?"

The man opposite spoke with a slightly mocking tone, making Song Yu want to cry.

Why does she feel like she has been tricked by Gu Qianlang again?

This person is obviously talking about Huairong!

If she knew that Tan Huairong and Zhu Xiatong were also coming to this dance, she would never come even to death.

Help!

Song Yu's eyes wandered wildly, not daring to raise his head to look at Tan Huairong.

"This gentleman is not interesting anymore. How can a masked dance reveal his identity?" Gu Qianlang pretended to be dumbfounded and said.

"The dance has officially begun. Gentlemen, please invite your partner in front of you to start dancing. There is no identity tonight, only endless joy!"

After the host finished speaking, waltz music sounded in the venue.

Song Yu looked at the big hand stretched out by the man in front of him, and the soles of his feet were as if they were stuck with glue and couldn't move.

"This beautiful lady, don't you want to dance with me?"

The man's movements were elegant, but his tone was sinister.

Acting, right? That's fine, then let's act with him.

Song Yu took a deep breath, smiled, and put her hand on his palm.

"Miss, do we know each other? I think you look familiar."

Tan Huairong said suddenly.

Song Yu raised a fake smile, "Maybe it's because I'm too popular, so I look like many people."

When the music reaches its climax, after a gorgeous turn, you have to exchange dance partners with the person next to you.

Zhu Xia Tong seized this opportunity and wanted to dance with Tan Huairong.

However, Song Yu was pulled back into Tan Huairong's arms as soon as he spun around. After everyone else had finished exchanging dance partners, they continued dancing.

Zhu Xiatong on the side had recognized Song Yu a long time ago. Seeing Tan Huairong hugging her and not letting go, his face under the mask was furious.

Because she missed the opportunity, she had to temporarily move to the nearest man, and there was another woman in front of Gu Qianlang.

I guess Song Yu and Tan Huairong were the only ones present who didn't change.

"Just let me go and dance with Gu Qianlang?"

The man in front of her suddenly lowered his head and leaned into her ear, speaking softly.

Finally stopped acting?

Song Yu tilted his head back to distance the two of them, and looked at him, "I told you beforehand, it cannot be regarded as letting go of pigeons."

"So you came to dance with Gu Qianlang?"

Tan Huairong insisted on dancing and expressed it word by word with a dangerous tone.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Did Tan always forget our three-part agreement? You have no right to interfere in my private life, and you are not with Zhu Xia Tong."

She finds some men really ridiculous.

On the surface, he asked her to help, and then told Zhu Xia Tong to give up.

As a result, he came to the dance with someone behind his back, so why should he ask her for help?

Are you treating her like a monkey?

"You will be my servant for these seven days. Do you think I have the right to interfere with your private life? It is clearly written in black and white. Could it be that you have forgotten it again?"

As Tan Huairong spoke, he increased his strength on his hands.

Song Yu felt that his waist was about to be broken, and he couldn't help shouting softly, "Talk about ghosts, please be gentle!"

The music of the waltz was very loud, so except for Song Yu and Tan Huairong who were very close, no one could hear clearly what they were talking about.

Through the eye holes in the mask, he saw the little woman's sad eyes, and Tan Huairong felt that he was having a bad time.

He admitted that Song Yu was very charming tonight, and he noticed it from the first moment he entered the venue.

So when the lights dimmed, he took the opportunity to walk in front of her.

"so?"

Tan Huairong raised his thin lips, moved his big palm to the other side of her waist, and slightly increased his strength.

The strange touch made Song Yu couldn't help but groan. It was delicate and soft, making people think.

Feeling ashamed, she bit her lower lip and stopped talking.

And Tan Huairong teased the little woman in his arms as if he was addicted to playing.

Unknowingly, the temperature between the two rose and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Fortunately, the music stopped in time before it got out of control.

Song Yu suddenly pushed Tan Huairong away and returned to Gu Qianlang.

That damn stinky man knows how to bully her!

"What's wrong? Did he bully you?" Gu Qianlang noticed something was wrong with Song Yu and asked with concern.

Song Yu shook his head and forced a smile.

However, at this moment, even though she was covered by a mask, her exposed eyes were wet, with a tactful expression of wanting to speak, and coupled with her slim figure, it was really hard not to let people think about her.

"Huairong, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Xiatong felt extremely jealous when she saw that Tan Huairong's eyes were always on Song Yu, almost glued to her.

"I'll ask Tang Ming to see you off later. I have to leave beforehand."

After saying these words, Tan Huairong strode towards Song Yu as if he couldn't bear it anymore, took her arm and took her away from here.

Song Yu didn't want to follow him, but she couldn't resist the force exerted by the man on her wrist.

After leaving the villa, Tan Huairong put the person into the car without any explanation.

"Are you done talking about ghosts? Didn't you agree not to interfere in the other person's private life? What are you doing now? Are you jealous?"

Song Yu was furious and deliberately disgusted him.

As expected, Tan Huairong had a look of disgust on his face, "I'm not so hungry that I can't choose what to eat."

"I just don't want you to cuckold me under my nose. Even if we are a fake couple, it is still true legally. Besides..."

Tan Huairong looked at Song Yu and hesitated to speak.

Song Yu was confused.

"Besides what?"

"nothing."

Withdrawing his gaze, Tan Huairong sat in the driver's seat. At the same time, he also sent a message to Tang Ming, asking him to drive over to pick up Zhu Xiatong.

Although he didn't finish talking about Huairong, the way he looked at her...

Song Yu is not an innocent little girl who doesn't know people's affairs. She can guess some things.

She picked up the bag that the attendant just handed her at the entrance of the villa, took it out and took a look in the mirror.

Chu Chu's pitiful look even made her stunned.

Song Yu immediately angrily yelled, "Tan Huairong, you big pervert! If you insist on touching me, you are so shameless!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately regretted it.

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this! !

In the driver's seat, Tan Huairong said nothing, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove into the night.

The light was dim, and no one noticed that the base of his ears were red.

…

The stars in the sky were covered by dark clouds, lightning thundered, and heavy rain poured down.

Tan Huairong slowed down the car, but the ground suddenly shook.

"Talk about... talk about ghosts, what's going on?" Song Yu couldn't help but ask as he sat behind him and couldn't see clearly what was happening in front of him.

"Sit tight."

Tan Huairong's face was dark, he quickly stepped on the brakes, and then turned sharply to the left. The original trend of going downhill was changed to going uphill.

Because the mountain beside the road was washed away by heavy rain at this time, and large rocks were rolling down.

At this time, they were already quite far away from the villa.