He and Qiao Anchu were originally only acquainted because of Si Zhilan, and he had no romantic interest in her. However, now both families seem to have intentions, which makes him feel troubled.
Qiao Xiaren thought he would dance that kind of back-and-forth dance—the one Ye Mohan and Qiao Anchu just danced. Although she hadn’t seen it before, she found it had a pattern after watching a bit.
Qiao Xiaren felt that the lives of these people were really uninteresting.
"Focus."
These three words floated into Qiao Xiaren’s ears, making her eyes narrow as she began to dance confidently with him. The surrounding people were all gasping.
The two started dancing very close to each other, and she could even sll that refreshing scent from him, a pleasant aroma, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint it.
Being so close, she saw those deep, ink-black eyes of his, calm yet hiding turbulent waves.
Si Limo saw this woman look up at him, and those indifferent eyes were filled with confusion and aloofness. She had no other emotions or any sign of triumph.
It was the first ti Qiao Anchu saw him dance. She probably never dread that he would dance with this woman. It was also the first ti she saw him willing to be close to a woman, and that too at such a short distance.
She had heard from Mrs. Si that he was very annoyed by won chattering incessantly beside him, so he would neither approach won voluntarily nor allow won to approach him actively.
But now seeing Si Limo actually danced such an intimate dance with Qiao Xiaren made her both angry and annoyed, feeling her entire chest filled with resentnt.
Qiao Xiaren closely followed Si Limo’s dance steps, chasing each other, guiding each other, the intimate entanglent making even those watching from afar moved, and when they suddenly separated, they seed elegant and dignified.
The dance that Si Limo and Qiao Xiaren perford had a way of stirring emotions, intertwined in a way that created an illusion for those present, as if they were deeply in love.
They were very in sync, with coordinated dance steps. As they danced, their own emotions subtly changed.
At that mont, who knew whose heartbeat was erratically beating.
Si Er watched from the side and suddenly felt these two strangely matched!
Shen Sichen, standing nearby, had mixed feelings.
The dance soon ended, and there was no sound around, except for the sound of gasping.
Qiao Xiaren glanced at the couple next to her who were still dancing; Qiao Anchu’s face looked very unpleasant, her originally delicate features turned down, looking extrely bad.
She knew Qiao Anchu very well and knew that Qiao Anchu was soone who couldn’t hide her feelings, like when she was jealous of others.
"So, Xiaren can actually dance." Qiao Anchu suddenly laughed, deliberately linking her arm closely, seemingly speaking to Si Limo, "I really thought you would get mad at my friend just now, let introduce you, this is my friend Xiaren, the wife of my other friend, Mo Han."
As soon as these words ca out, Si Limo frowned.
Married?
This was rather awkward, originally thought he could make Qiao Anchu give up, but it turned out she was married.
It wasn’t quite right to hold soone else’s wife and dance.
Ye Mohan also ca out at this mont, his previously grim face softened considerably, and he proactively extended his hand: "Hello, I’m Ye Mohan. It’s nice to et you, Commander, this is my wife, Qiao Xiaren."
Si Limo didn’t say anything, only slightly frowned, and shook hands with him out of courtesy.
"I have so matters to attend to, I’ll be leaving now."
As the host of the ball was originally Qiao Anchu, this was also considered as speaking to her.
Because Qiao Anchu was in a bad mood, the ball quickly ca to an end.
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