She asked him in a soft voice what he was doing. Her girlish voice was soft and somewhat reluctant yet inviting. Fu Nancheng's voice was a bit hoarse. "What's wrong? You could dance with other men in the bar dance floor that day, but it's not okay for me to hold you and dance?" He had wanted to hold her waist and dance with her ever since he saw her in the bar dance floor that day. She danced really well. Her body was so soft that it seemed boneless and matched his every beat perfectly. If someone said she had never learned how to dance, he definitely wouldn't believe it. Was she really just a little clown girl from the countryside?
What was that? She couldn't believe he had the nerve to bring up the dancing in the bar that day. Su Ci gave him a glare.
At this moment, a pair of eyes filled with jealousy to the point of almost spitting fire were staring intently at the two people on the dance floor. It was Su Wan'er.
Su Wan'er watched as Fu Nancheng danced with Su Ci. That man, Fu Nancheng, had received the most orthodox education as an heir of a wealthy family. His steps were flawless when he danced, exuding an elegance and nobility from the bottom of his heart. And Su Ci wasn't bad either. With her graceful and lithe body, she must have learned how to dance somewhere and was swirling around him. The man's expensive suit and her blooming rose-patterned dress were intertwined, creating an ambiguous, charming, and pleasing scene. Everyone in the hall was watching them dance.
She had prepared for this for so many days. The man she was determined to get was now being taken away by this little clown girl from the countryside, Su Ci. Su Ci had become the center of attention and stole the show, while she had become the foil. This was something that had never happened in Su Wan'er's life. She was such a proud person. How could she swallow this humiliation? Her long fingernails had already dug into her palm. Su Wan'er was so unwilling. She couldn't believe that she had actually lost to a little clown girl. She was so不甘心 (unwilling)!
The Old Madam Su beside her also had a look of shock on her face. "Why is President Fu really dancing with Su Ci?" This Su Ci was the granddaughter she despised the most. So why was this happening now... Oh no, even Grandma was starting to pay attention to this little clown girl. Could it be that this little clown girl was going to steal Grandma's favor too?
Su Wan'er immediately gave her mother, Chen Lian, a meaningful look. Chen Lian nodded, indicating that she knew what to do.
At this time, the music reached its end, and this dance was over.
Clap clap clap. A wave of applause rang out.
Fu Nancheng released Su Ci.
"President Fu!" Chen Lian immediately stepped forward and said loudly, "President Fu, please wait a moment. You really don't know what kind of person this Su Ci is. Normally, family scandals shouldn't be spread outside, but I'm afraid you'll be deceived, so I have to tell you about the disgraceful things Su Ci has done."
What disgraceful things? Everyone quickly perked up their ears.
Su Ci looked at Chen Lian and more or less guessed what her aunt was going to say. She curved her red lips and kindly advised, "Auntie, I advise you not to say certain things."
"Su Ci, are you scared? You don't want me to say it, but I will. Last Friday night, right here in the Song's Hotel, you checked into a room with a bald old man!"
Last Friday night, at the Song's Hotel... Secretary Song recalled and quickly froze. That night, wasn't Miss Su checking into a room with his own president? Secretary Song looked at this Ms. Chen Lian in shock. Goodness, how dare she say that his president was a bald old man? His president had such thick hair. There was no way he could be associated with a bald old man! Oh no!
Sure enough, Fu Nancheng stopped in his tracks, and his cold eyes, like those of a falcon, stared straight at Chen Lian.
At this time, the fearless Su Jun also joined in. "President Fu, this matter is absolutely true. We still have photos on our phones." Su Jun took out his phone.