Fu Shiyi and Lei Ning were taken away to be kept in custody elsewhere, while Gu Weiwei was taken by Anthony Gustav's entourage to a room filled with European classical style.

Then, someone brought her a champagne-colored knee-length dress and pointed high heels, asking her to change into them.

She changed her clothes and shoes, and someone touched up her makeup and redid her hair.

Anthony Gustav's entourage, having completed all preparations, came over to urge him on.

"plz follow me."

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Gu Weiwei followed the people out of the room and went to the banquet hall filled with elegant ladies and beautiful women.

In a ball filled with Europeans, the appearance of an Eastern Chinese woman like her naturally attracted attention.

Antonie Gustave, dressed in a formal suit, was conversing with someone while holding a glass of champagne. His shirt was tied with an elegant black bow tie, and his slightly long, dark brown, naturally curly hair did not diminish his masculinity. On the contrary, his handsome European features, with their high nose and deep-set eyes, made him extremely charming.

He saw his attendants bring the girl over, walked over, and looked her up and down, sizing her up as she was carefully dressed.

The champagne-colored knee-length dress was elegant and beautiful, and paired with the girl's exquisite face with its distinctly oriental beauty, she looked like a figure from a painting.

"Beautiful Miss Weiwei, may we dance?"

"No," Gu Weiwei refused.

Antony Gustave made an elegant gesture of invitation, but his words were full of threat.

"Beautiful Miss Weiwei, do you think you can refuse now?"

The implication is that there are still two people in his hands.

“I don’t know how to waltz,” Gu Weiwei said directly.

The Gu family's education leans towards the Western style, so she certainly knows these social dances, but she doesn't want to dance with him.

Although it was just a simple waltz, her Uncle Fu knew that once she got jealous, she wouldn't be easy to appease.

I'm usually easy to appease in other matters, but when it comes to men, I'm extremely difficult to appease them.

“It’s very simple, I’ll teach you.” Anthony Gustav still had his hand outstretched.

Gu Weiwei gritted her teeth and placed her hand on his, and the two entered the dance floor.

The elegant and flowing waltz music echoed in the banquet hall, where people were dancing gracefully all around.

Gu Weiwei dutifully played the role of someone who couldn't dance, precisely stepping on the other person's feet with every move.

After being stepped on a few times by her, Anthony Gustav frowned and gasped.

"Are you really sure you can't?"

She can't jump, but she's incredibly accurate at stepping on his feet.

"I really don't know how," Gu Weiwei said earnestly.

If he tries to jump again, she can stomp on him so badly he won't be able to walk tomorrow.

Sure enough, to prevent his feet from suffering further, Antoni Gustave took her away from the dance floor and never mentioned dancing again.

"I'm sorry, I already said I can't dance," Gu Weiwei explained.

Instead of dwelling on the dancing, Anthony Gustave raised his left arm to signal her to take his arm.

"We're going to meet a few people."

"It's just meeting people, there's no need to hold hands like this," Gu Weiwei said.

Anthony Gustave: "You can refuse to dance, but if you keep refusing, it will make a man lose patience. If I lose patience, I don't know what to do with your two friends."

Gu Weiwei gritted her teeth, reached out and took his arm, forcing a fake smile on her face.

"Mr. Gustav, are you satisfied now?"

Antony Gustav led her to her family, who had arrived late to the ball: Princess Silvia of Sweden, her brother Quinn, and her sister Victoria.

"This is the girlfriend I've been looking for, a Chinese woman named Mu Weiwei."