71: Chapter 70 Lift Dance 71: Chapter 70 Lift Dance The dance moves of the Zhuanghu might be simple, but each one brimmed with enthusiasm and vigor, filled with sincerity and passion.
The singing was even more unrestrained and long-drawn, like a hymn from nature itself.
This kind of unadorned, primitive air naturally relaxed everyone who experienced it.
The ease and comfort even made Lin Shiyan, known as the Ice Queen CEO, unable to help but reveal a faint smile.
“Guests who have traveled from afar, join us in the dance.”
At that moment, a young Zhuanghu girl took Wang Dadong’s hand, urging him to join in the dance as well.
Though Wang Dadong was not familiar with the Zhuanghu dance, he realized that it did not have fixed moves; he just needed to display the bold beauty of manhood.
Soon, Wang Dadong was dancing with a certain flair.
His dance moves might not have been perfect, but each one showcased the most genuine and masculine sides of a man.
Zhuanghu girls adored brave men, and before long, several beautiful Zang tribe maidens gathered around Wang Dadong, dancing with him.
Everyone circled the roaring bonfire, hand in hand, singing and dancing.
Seeing everyone enjoying themselves, Lin Shiyan felt quite envious.
In her career, she had achieved far more than most could hope for, but gaining so much also meant losing a lot.
Becoming the admired and respected ice queen CEO meant that she had almost no joy in her life.
Just as the Female CEO was lost in thought, a strong hand suddenly took hold of her and pulled her up from the wooden stump she was sitting on.
It was Wang Dadong, who had danced his way to her.
“Wang Dadong, what are you doing?
I can’t dance,” the Female CEO said, evidently rattled as she was suddenly immersed in the crowd.
“Don’t be afraid, just dance any way you want.
No one will think you’re doing it poorly,” Wang Dadong said with a smile.
The Zhuanghu People danced for joy and happiness, with no ranking divisions or judges’ scores; whether good or bad, nobody cared about your dancing.
This sort of dance, entirely free from the taint of money, was the truest form of dance.
But the Female CEO was still somewhat restrained; the Zhuanghu dance was too bold, and there were many moves Lin Shiyan simply couldn’t perform.
With a helpless shake of his head, Wang Dadong lifted Lin Shiyan into the air, eliciting continuous shrieks of surprise from the Female CEO.
“Trust me, I won’t let you fall,” Wang Dadong’s confident voice rang out.
Wang Dadong actually carried Lin Shiyan and began performing the lift dance.
Sometimes he lifted her with both hands, other times with one, occasionally spinning, at times holding her horizontally, and even carrying her on his shoulder…
Initially, the Female CEO was very scared, but the strength in Wang Dadong’s arms gradually relaxed her.
Before long, the Female CEO acclimated to the rhythm and started to perform various graceful movements in tandem with Wang Dadong’s lifts.
Lin Shiyan’s appearance and figure were definitely top-notch, and thanks to her frequent yoga practice, her body was extremely flexible.
Though neither were professional dancers, they exhibited the beauty of the lift dance in the most vivid and impressive way.
The Zhuanghu people admired strength, and the lift dance was the perfect display of strength and beauty.
Wang Dadong’s actions immediately caused a wave of screams, and even the Zhuanghu people who had been dancing stopped to clap for the pair.
Usually, the lift dance was very brief due to its physically demanding nature, but Wang Dadong managed to dance with Lin Shiyan for over twenty minutes without even seeming to need a breath.
Finally, even Lin Shiyan was too tired to continue, and they had to bring the dance to an end.
The final move had Wang Dadong tossing the Female CEO high into the air, but she didn’t scream because she believed Wang Dadong would catch her.
As the Female CEO was about to hit the ground, Wang Dadong squatted down and then caught Lin Shiyan steadily.
Although she claimed not to be afraid, when Wang Dadong caught her, the Female CEO couldn’t help wrapping her arms around Wang Dadong’s neck.
Due to the exercise, Lin Shiyan’s cheeks were flushed a bright red at this moment, and her snowy face was dotted with fine beads of sweat, which rendered Wang Dadong somewhat entranced.
The surrounding Zhuanghu people then burst into enthusiastic applause.
Although tired, it was obvious that Lin Shiyan was happy at this moment.
Being held by Wang Dadong, she felt an unprecedented sense of security.
For the first time, the Female CEO gently closed her eyes.
However, Wang Dadong didn’t take any further action but instead uttered a phrase that was quite a mood killer.
“President Lin, we’ve reached the ground, why are you still keeping your eyes closed?”
Lin Shiyan quickly extricated herself.
At this moment, Lin Shiyan felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment.
This guy was really a jerk—she had even closed her eyes, and yet he asked her why!
He was indeed clueless about romance!
“Brother, you’re truly amazing.” A Zhuanghu man gave Wang Dadong a thumbs-up.
“Just don’t know how well you drink?”
Wang Dadong initially wanted to say that his real expertise was actually in drinking, but after glancing at Lin Shiyan, who was coldly watching him from the side, he promptly said, “I’m not much of a drinker, not much of a drinker.”
“Haha, a man still needs to be able to drink,” laughed the Zhuanghu man heartily.
At that moment, a middle-aged Zhuanghu man walked over and pointed at Lin Shiyan, asking, “Brother, is this your wife?”
our company’s leader.” Wang Dadong initially wanted to say yes, but upon being glared at by Lin Shiyan, he had to correct himself.
“That’s great,” said the man, and then he walked away, leaving Wang Dadong somewhat confused.
Afterward, the two returned to their seats, sipping butter tea and highland barley wine while watching the performance.
The Female CEO became quiet once again.
About half an hour later, a Zhuanghu girl suddenly approached Wang Dadong, holding a silver belt in her hands.
“This is for you.” The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, very beautiful, with a faint blush on her cheeks.
“Take it, take it, take it!” The surrounding Zhuanghu people started to chant.
At first, Wang Dadong was a bit embarrassed, as it seemed inappropriate to accept gifts without any reason.
But he couldn’t resist the crowd’s egging on and had to accept it.
Seeing Wang Dadong take the silver belt, the girl looked delighted and happily said, “Zhaxi, may I tie the belt around your waist for you?”
“Of course, you can,” Wang Dadong replied with a smile, standing up.
The girl tied the silver belt around Wang Dadong’s waist.
The silver belt was about one and a half inches wide, exquisitely crafted, and looked quite imposing.
Having accepted someone else’s gift, Wang Dadong naturally didn’t want the girl to leave empty-handed.
With a quick movement behind his back, a small and delicate dagger appeared in his hand.