"Let’s dance," Yan Zhen Guo said with a twitch of his lips.
Dance? Gu Fuqiao glanced at the female comrades from the cultural troupe in the dance floor who continued dancing despite being stepped on by young n.
She bit her lip and looked at Yan Zhen Guo’s physique, "Then tread lightly."
Yan Zhen Guo frowned and gave Gu Fuqiao a look, saying nothing else, and took her directly onto the dance floor.
When Gu Fuqiao was in junior high, the recess activity was ballroom dancing, so this simple ballroom dance was not difficult for her.
But for her, the challenge was dancing with Yan Zhen Guo.
As soon as she placed her hand on Yan Zhen Guo’s solid shoulder and started dancing, she found her foot stepped on. Looking down, she realized it could only have been Yan Zhen Guo who stepped on her.
However, Yan Zhen Guo currently had his head up, eyes staring straight ahead, without the slightest hint of guilt.
"Forget it, let’s just get through this dance quickly," Gu Fuqiao thought to herself.
But as soon as she thought that, her foot was solidly stepped on again.
Looking at Yan Zhen Guo, whose gaze was honest but movents were sowhat stiff, Gu Fuqiao couldn’t help but sigh. No wonder the capitalist’s daughters don’t like him.
Though he was good in other aspects, lacking in romance was a major issue.
Moreover... being stepped on really did hurt.
If he weren’t the male lead, she could have just stopped dancing. But thinking about Yan Zhen Guo’s status, Gu Fuqiao took a deep breath.
Endurance is key!
Fortunately, the song wasn’t long. When the song changed, Gu Fuqiao hurriedly withdrew her hand from Yan Zhen Guo’s shoulder, pulling away the hand he had on her shoulder.
"I can’t, I need to take a break," Gu Fuqiao waved her hand and walked towards a chair.
The foot that had just been stepped on by Yan Zhen Guo still felt a bit painful, making her limp slightly as she walked.
Just as she sat down, she saw Wang i cheerfully approaching her, holding a ceramic cup in her hand.
"Sister-in-law Gu doesn’t seem to dance often, you look tired," Wang i said as she handed the water to Gu Fuqiao, "Have so water, take a rest."
Feeling tired? You should try dancing with Yan Zhen Guo.
Gu Fuqiao glanced at Wang i and then focused her gaze on the cup of water in her hand.
"I see you’re quite thirsty too, you should drink it yourself," Gu Fuqiao shook her head and said.
"But Sister-in-law, I..." Just as Wang i was about to retract the cup of water, Yan Zhen Guo walked over. Suddenly, a man snatched the water from her hand.
"Ah, it’s Sister Wang i. Then I won’t be polite, I got a bit thirsty from dancing just now." Wang i felt a wave of panic seeing Chen Yong taking her cup.
"No!" Before Chen Yong could drink the water, Wang i snatched the cup back. As a staff officer, if he got into trouble, it would definitely be a big ss!
Chen Yong was caught off guard as Wang i took back the cup, leaving him sowhat stunned.
He didn’t expect Wang i, usually gentle and well-behaved, to snatch the cup away.
Gu Fuqiao also focused her gaze on Wang i, knowing there was sothing wrong with the water, but didn’t expect Cheng Yaojin to appear out of nowhere.
"Xiao i, are you thirsty?" Gu Fuqiao curled her lips and asked, wanting to see how Wang i would cover this up.
If she guessed correctly, the water probably contained sothing like hallucinogenic drugs.
Sure enough, after a mont’s hesitation, Wang i nodded and said, "Yes, I’m thirsty..." But even as she said that, she still didn’t drink the water.
"I see." Chen Yong suddenly understood and smiled, "Then Brother Chen shouldn’t have. Please drink first, I’ll go get so water later."
At this ti, another song started in the dance floor. Apart from them, everyone else was still dancing.
Seeing that no one had left, Wang i felt a bit panicked herself. She looked down at the water in her cup, thinking that as long as she had the party and her country in her heart,
these drugs shouldn’t matter much. Besides... external things might not be as good as Wang Chuan said.
After thinking it over, Wang i took a light sip of the water and then placed the cup on the table.
"I have sothing to do; need to leave." Wang i imdiately felt off after drinking and quickly said to Gu Fuqiao and Yan Zhen Guo.
"Why leaving so soon? Stay and have more fun," Gu Fuqiao thought as she watched Wang i, feeling that she was reaping what she sowed!
"I..." Wang i’s tongue felt dry, and she suddenly felt dizzy.
"Sister Wang i, why is your face a bit red, are you feeling unwell?" Chen Yong noticed Wang i’s odd expression and took a couple of steps forward.
"Don’t co near!" Seeing Chen Yong approaching, Wang i waved her hand nervously.
Yan Zhen Guo keenly realized sothing was wrong with the water and was about to step forward when Gu Fuqiao held him back.
Gu Fuqiao shot Yan Zhen Guo a look and said, "Don’t."
In the gap between words, Chen Yong’s voice suddenly ca to their ears.
"Wang i, speak clearly, what’s going on?" Chen Yong’s voice held disbelief.
Gu Fuqiao and Yan Zhen Guo looked up to find Wang i leaning entirely against Chen Yong, hugging him with one arm.
Chen Yong wanted to push Wang i away but was afraid of using too much force and injuring her, making his body stiff and awkward.
"Heavens!" People from the 80s had hardly seen such a bold scene, and they all exclaid.
Even leader Jiang Changlong looked grim.
The crowd quickly surrounded Wang i and Chen Yong.
Seeing the situation, Yan Zhen Guo swiftly stepped in and knocked Wang i out.
Wang i went limp, falling directly into Chen Yong’s embrace.
Not only was Chen Yong a married man, but this situation unfolding in public also left him speechless, especially with Wang i’s hand still on him.
He quickly tried to pry Wang i’s hand away, but the more he pulled, the more she clung to him!
"This is simply indecent!" said the female leader from the cultural troupe, nearly fainting at the sight.
She pointed to two female comrades from the troupe and ordered, "You two, pull Wang i away right now! Lock her up in confinent as soon as she’s back!"
Two female comrades stepped forward to pull Wang i off Chen Yong. Jiang Changlong, holding back his anger, said, "Chen Yong, follow !"
Chen Yong’s mind was still reeling. Hearing Jiang Changlong’s voice, he reflexively stamped his foot and replied, "Yes!"
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