"With you here, what is there for my dad to worry about?"
Wen Nuan finished her glass of red wine, her drunken eyes carrying a bit of allure as she smiled lightly. "If you take me back, what about Miss Ji? And didn’t you say you’d dance the second dance with me? What, have you forgotten so soon?"
Have you also forgotten you said you didn’t love Ji Wei anymore?
She bit her lip, not voicing the last part of her thought.
Dance then! She saw Ji Wei staring intently in their direction. Well, she wanted to see Ji Wei make a fool of herself, just a simple act of vengeance. She thought it might make her a bit happier than she was now.
Leng Yan bit his lip and heard her speaking so coquettishly, it made him want to drag her out for a spanking.
"Neighbor brother, let’s dance." Wen Nuan smiled mischievously, but her heart was completely broken.
Didn’t he call her the girl next door? He really didn’t have the guts to publicly acknowledge she was his wife! Haha, fine, sister it is; then she’ll call him brother.
As long as he dares to say it, she will call him that!
"Who allowed you to dress ? Afraid men’s eyes aren’t on you enough? People who know say you’re attending a ball, those who don’t might think you’re out to seduce men!"
Dragging her a bit roughly to a corner of the dance floor, Leng Yan coldly growled, sliding his fingers across her back, tempted to squeeze as a punishment.
"The dress I’m wearing was designed by my master. This is the most conservative piece. Besides, what I wear, since when does a neighbor brother who grew up drinking river water have any say about it!" Wen Nuan angrily retorted.
How could he use such words on her? Moreover, she wasn’t that kind of woman. Many women at the ball dressed more revealing than she did, for example... Ji Wei...
The lake-blue gown of Ji Wei was designed by her master Lin Xue, with a deep V-neck exposing half of her chest, the high-slit skirt design revealing her beautiful legs as she moved, further arousing men’s desires.
She merely exposed a bit of her back, how could she be accused of trying to seduce men?
And honestly, it was Ji Wei doing just that. Tempting him to abandon her in the middle of the night to run off, deceiving her while he was obviously with Ji Wei, claiming he was working overtime.
Haha, as Tong Xi imitated Xiao Shenyang’s tone when saying "overworking": "It’s full of meaning."
Is he using his brain, or something else? This truly warrants a deep exploration, huh!
"Excuses! I bought you something, why didn’t you wear it?" Leng Yan glared at her, tightening his grip around her waist. Frustrated by being called neighbor brother, yet helpless, since he was the one who first mentioned neighbor sister.
Enduring a bit of pain from his grip, Wen Nuan forced a smile and looked at him. "I didn’t come home last night, and I was too busy this morning to go back, so I didn’t wear it."
"Go home right after this dance!" Leng Yan gritted his teeth but continued to hold her waist as they danced to the music, lowering his voice as he threatened her.
Tan Qing’s gaze was at least decent, appreciative rather than vulgar. But he noticed countless men’s eyes lingering on her, did she not realize her youthful and pure image, once linked with a hint of sensuality, provoked all sorts of thoughts?
"What about you, will you leave?"
She was so close to him, his eyes holding an uncontrollable rage, making her afraid to look straight at him. She turned her head to see Ji Wei’s eyes fixed intently on him, feeling both angry and a little sour inside.
He shook his head slightly. "I still have some things to do."
"Because of Ji Wei?" Wen Ming glanced at Ji Wei again, softly questioning him, her eyes with a faint hint of grievance. "Haven’t you forgotten you once said you didn’t love her anymore?"