Qin Xiaoyu nimbly jumped to the side, making room for Huang Ge, who lost his footing and fell headfirst to the ground.

"What's wrong? Why are you being so disrespectful!" Brother Huang was furious and stood up abruptly, grabbing Qin Xiaoyu's arm and pulling her forcefully into his arms.

Tang Wenwen got anxious and rushed over from behind, grabbing Huang Ge's arm and trying to pull him away, but he was focused on dealing with Qin Xiaoyu and ignored her.

Wang Lei was trapped inside the table and couldn't get any leverage. He wanted to get around to help, but Jing Tian, ​​not wanting to cause trouble, just crossed his legs and got in the way, effectively trapping Wang Lei.

"Let go!" Qin Xiaoyu wasn't one to be bullied. She raised her free hand and grabbed Yun. Brother Huang cried out "Ouch!" and let go, leaving three lines on his face.

"You're asking for it!" Brother Huang was getting impatient and was about to grab the person again when suddenly everything went black and he felt a sharp pain in his face. When he opened his eyes, he saw a face that was ashen.

"You're just Zhou Xing from the military compound, what are you so arrogant about!" Brother Huang was really angry, and he jumped up and pounced on Zhou Xing.

"You've arrived so early." A gentle voice came from inside, and everyone present froze in their tracks.

"It's so lively! Are we at this table, Brother Xing?"

Qin Xiaoyu peeked out from behind Zhou Xing and saw a girl in white standing in front of them.

The moment Qin Xiaoyu saw her, she felt like she had traveled back to the 21st century. Her long, flowing hair, her light makeup, and her elegant white dress all seemed out of place in the 1980s.

She's the kind of girl with very standard features. At first glance, she seems ordinary, but upon closer inspection, she becomes stunning and grows more and more captivating.

Qin Xiaoyu's heart sank. Could this be the legendary Bai Weiwei?

Wenwen will lose badly.

Bai Weiwei's appearance caused the situation to spiral out of control. Everyone present seemed to know who she was and was wary of her. What surprised her most was that Brother Huang, who had been so arrogant just moments before, didn't dare utter a sound and slunk away from the crowd.

"You're Tang Wenwen?" Bai Weiwei turned to Qin Xiaoyu and asked with a smile.

“No, I’m her sister-in-law.” Qin Xiaoyu was taken aback, not expecting her to ask that.

"Oh, sister-in-law." Bai Weiwei's eyes flickered, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Don't spoil our fun, come and sit down." Jing Tian pulled Zhou Xing and Wang Lei to sit on the sofa.

"I am Tang Wenwen." Tang Wenwen heard everything and walked over confidently, extending her hand to Bai Weiwei.

"Hello." Bai Weiwei smiled faintly, touched her hand lightly, and then turned to Jing Tian.

Tang Wenwen could feel the deep-seated contempt, and her face flushed red instantly.

“Sit here with me.” Zhou Xing turned around, suddenly grabbed Qin Xiaoyu’s arm, and pulled her to sit down next to him.

The action was too abrupt, and it created another awkward silence.

"Hehe, did you come alone, sister-in-law? Where's your brother?" Bai Weiwei's expression changed as she asked with a smile.

"My brother is gone," Tang Wenwen said curtly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I really apologize!" Bai Weiwei blushed and sat down between Jing Tian and Zhou Xing.

The dance hall has returned to normal, the guests' attention has shifted, the crazy music has stopped, and it's about to move on to the ballroom dancing.

"Brother Xing, teach me a dance later. Jing Tian doesn't have the patience to teach me, so I can never dance well," Bai Weiwei said softly, turning to Zhou Xing.

“I don’t like slow music.” Zhou Xing ignored her.

"Come on, I'll show you." Jing Tian lazily stretched out his hand to Bai Weiwei.

Without even looking, Qin Xiaoyu could sense the hurt in Tang Wenwen's evasive gaze.

"Please, take Wenwen to dance a song." Qin Xiaoyu approached Zhou Xing and pleaded in a low voice.

“No problem, but you have to promise me you’ll dance with me.” Zhou Xing didn’t even look at her as he forced out the words.

"Okay." Qin Xiaoyu had learned a little bit about it during student council activities, but now she had to give Tang Wenwen face, so she had to agree no matter what.

As the music began, the Blue Danube River played. Before Qin Xiaoyu could react, Zhou Xing had already pulled her out and made her stand on the dance floor.

"Why don't you dance with Wenwen first!"

"I'm afraid you'll change your mind." Zhou Xing grabbed her hand expressionlessly, and gently placed his other hand on her waist. Qin Xiaoyu straightened her back and her whole body stiffened.

Jing Tian and Bai Weiwei glided past them, and Qin Xiaoyu felt a chill run down her spine as a cold light almost pierced through her body.

It seems her first instinct was right; Bai Weiwei likes Zhou Xing.

She suddenly felt even more sorry for Tang Wenwen, who had been dragged into this messy relationship. Even she, an outsider, could see that Bai Weiwei had feelings for someone else, let alone someone as shrewd as Jing Tian.

Zhou Xing's dance steps were light and graceful, and Qin Xiaoyu was a little distracted, so she stomped on his feet twice.

Qin Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and was about to adjust her pace when Zhou Xing crossed his arms, lifted her up, and placed her on his feet.

This is a scene from a movie! Who knew this lump of iron could be so romantic?

Qin Xiaoyu was a mother of two in the 1980s, but in the 21st century she was a college graduate. Although she was heartbroken, her feelings were almost one-sided, and the scumbag boyfriend was hypocritical and perfunctory towards her. She endured three years of torment while desperately making money, and hardly ever tasted the sweetness of true love.

Zhou Xing seemed cold at first glance, but his warmth touched people's hearts deeply. Qin Xiaoyu couldn't resist him, and her heart was already in turmoil.

Without realizing it, she buried her face in Zhou Xing's chest, letting him lead her slowly across the dance floor.

She wished time could stand still, never moving forward again, remaining unchanged forever.

"Want to dance again?" Zhou Xing leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"It's over?" Qin Xiaoyu looked up in surprise. The dance floor was empty except for her and Zhou Xing, who attracted everyone's attention. She hurriedly fled back to her seat.

Jing Tian and Bai Weiwei had already returned to their seats. Jing Tian and Wang Lei were huddled together, chatting about something, while Bai Weiwei's gaze remained fixed on Qin Xiaoyu.

Qin Xiaoyu bravely went to meet her, and Bai Weiwei smiled meaningfully.

Zhou Xing kept his promise and invited Tang Wenwen to the dance floor.

This was a quickstep dance. Tang Wenwen had been hanging out with them for quite some time and was a good dancer. She was holding her breath and dancing with a fierce and menacing aura. Her short hair was already eye-catching, and now she became the focus of attention on the dance floor, with cheers coming from time to time.

"Sister-in-law, may I ask you to dance?" Wang Lei walked up to Qin Xiaoyu.

"I don't want to dance anymore, thank you." Qin Xiaoyu shook her head seriously.

"Okay, I got it." Wang Lei retreated dejectedly. Zhou Xing cast a satisfied glance at him, but Qin Xiaoyu glared at him fiercely, and he actually smiled gloatingly.