One array of colored lights formed the words "Happy Birthday."
Another area of colored lights took the shape of a heart.
Fortunately, there weren’t any lights arranged into the three characters ’Gu Yixuan.’
Otherwise, it would’ve turned into ’Mo Ran loves Gu Yixuan’ or ’Gu Yixuan loves Mo Ran.’
A strand of soft music started playing, Gu Yixuan put on a record with an old-fashioned player and walked up to Mo Ran, kneeling before her.
"Ranran, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"
Mo Ran stared at him blankly, without an immediate response. The man continued to kneel on the ground, gently lifting his head, gazing at her with an adoring look.
His lips maintained a small smile, which didn’t fade even by her reaction.
He just knelt there, as if he wouldn’t get up unless she agreed. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ noᴠelfire.net
Mo Ran slowly smiled and nodded, "Of course."
Gu Yixuan’s eyes instantly brightened, he took her extended hand and led her into a graceful waltz.
This was the first time Mo Ran saw Gu Yixuan dance. His movements were skillful, exuding an elegance that seemed to stem from his very bones.
Having seen countless men of good demeanor dance the waltz, never had one person interpreted the nobility and grace of this dance to the fullest like Gu Yixuan.
Mo Ran was trained in dance, and in the world of dance, she carried herself with the utmost superiority. Yet, when dancing with Gu Yixuan, she willingly followed his lead, moving with him.
For a proud dancer, to willingly accept someone’s lead only means that the person has conquered her, both externally and internally.
Gu Yixuan was a dangerous man; any woman who followed him would fall in love with him, sink deeply, and become unable to extricate herself.
From the first moment she saw him, Mo Ran was aware of this.
Therefore, she had always maintained a detached heart, never allowing herself to fall for him, to sink...
But, the time they spent together over this past half month had started to confuse her.
Sometimes, she wondered if Gu Yixuan made the one-month agreement with her purposely, just to make her utterly fall in love with him within this month.
If he continued to treat her well, continued to showcase his charm, she feared she might fall for him.
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Yixuan asked softly, his voice bringing Mo Ran’s thoughts back to the present.
Looking up, Gu Yixuan’s deep and handsome features under the candlelight appeared even more charming.