Several days later, at the dance class.
Zhong Tingyue was dressed in Hanfu, with a light sky blue base. The cuffs and hem of the skirt were embroidered with delicate cloud and water patterns and blooming lotus flowers. She swayed with every step, and a wide belt of the same color embroidered with fluttering butterflies was tied around her waist, which not only outlined her graceful figure but also added a touch of agility and elegance.
As the melodious strains of the guzheng began, she slowly raised her arms, her steps light as a swallow, tracing elegant arcs in the air; at times, she gently crossed them over her chest, like an ancient lady lightly touching the strings of a zither, serene and dignified...
"Wow... ..."
"So beautiful!"
"She's only been learning for a short time, yet she dances so gracefully..."
Several women nearby stared wide-eyed as Zhong Tingyue danced, her movements graceful and swaying, sometimes spinning like a blooming flower, sometimes lowering her head with delicate, elegant movements...
Everyone was shocked.
They were all students who paid high prices to study together, and their backgrounds were all extraordinary; they all came from wealthy families.
These female students took many classes and spent a lot of money, but in comparison, Zhong Tingyue was able to dance to this level in such a short time, her movements dreamlike and graceful...
As the music faded, Zhong Tingyue slowed down, breathing softly: "Hoo..."
Snap snap snap~~~
As Wang Qian clapped her hands and approached with a smile, she said, “Miss Zhong, you have a great talent for dancing. You were able to quickly grasp the essentials after only a short time of learning, and you can apply what you’ve learned to other situations. You’re simply amazing.”
"You're too kind," Zhong Tingyue said, pursing her lips.
"No, absolutely not." Wang Qian didn't give a hypocritical response. Instead, she said frankly, "I guarantee that those are my true feelings. Few students can learn that piece of music in such a short time and dance it so perfectly. You completely demonstrated the meaning of that piece of music."
Wang Qian looked Zhong Tingyue up and down as if she were examining a rough piece of jade, her eyes filled with admiration, praise, and a touch of regret.
Her words were not empty platitudes, but sincere. Zhong Tingyue had a high talent for dancing, a near-perfect figure, slender yet curvy, with a soft and delicate body, coupled with that aloof and noble face. When she danced, she was just like the most beloved concubine of an ancient emperor.
Unfortunately, Zhong Tingyue is already in her twenties and has passed the golden age of learning dance. If Wang Qian had met Zhong Tingyue earlier, she would have taken her in as her last disciple even without charging her any money, and carefully trained her. She would surely have become a rising star in the dance industry.
Actually, it's not too late to learn dance now, but... This beautiful student comes from an extraordinary family. Her husband is worth at least hundreds of millions and has established his own studio. She has achieved success in both her career and love life, so why should she become her student and suffer by dancing?
How much money can you make dancing?
Wang Qian couldn't help but sigh and say, "Mr. Chu must have encouraged you to dance quite a bit, Mr. Chu is so lucky."
She knew that Zhong Tingyue was learning to dance for Chu Fang's enjoyment; for such a beautiful woman to dance alone was an absolute delight.
I wouldn't trade it for a king.
Zhong Tingyue smiled slightly, her delicate face radiating a smile. "He didn't try to persuade me; it was my own choice."
"Hey? By the way, why didn't Mr. Chu come today?" Wang Qian slapped her forehead and asked.
A few days ago, when Zhong Tingyue came to learn dance, Chu Fang insisted on coming along, even though Zhong Tingyue wouldn't let him watch. Unlike the husbands of other students, who had never seen their wives learn dance, Chu Fang almost always came along.
After arriving, I waited outside and chatted aimlessly with a group of men, talking about things like the universe and philosophy.
“He has something to do today,” Zhong Tingyue replied, wiping the sweat from her cheeks. “Let’s continue.”
"good!"
Wang Qian then continued to teach the dance step by step.
... ...
The bar is especially lively after nightfall.
Chu Fang arrived at the bar where Ren Feiping was, snapped his fingers, and the bartender immediately knew that "Rice Bowl Guy" had arrived, so he quickly went out to buy rice bowls.
Chu Fang didn't treat himself like an outsider at all. He walked behind the bar, grabbed a bottle of drink, and started drinking. He then asked Ren Feiping, "Why did you call me?"
Ren Feiping raised an eyebrow: "Guess."
"Guess whether I'll guess or not."
"Guess what I'm guessing, or do you want to guess?"
Chu Fang: "..."
He remained silent, looking at the other person. He couldn't be bothered to play these pointless games with a scumbag.
A smug smile appeared on Ren Feiping's face: "I've won Tong Rui over."
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang's mouth opened slightly.
This scumbag had sworn that he would win back his child's mother. Chu Fang thought that Tong Rui had given up on Ren Feiping and would never talk to him again, but he never expected that less than half a month later, this guy would actually win Tong Rui back.
So fake!
Chu Fang tilted his head and asked, "Do you think I would believe that?"
Upon hearing this, Ren Feiping rolled his eyes: "Even if you don't believe in my character, you should believe in my ability to pursue girls."
Chu Fang thought for a moment.
That makes sense!
This scumbag has terrible character, but he's incredibly good at pursuing girls—extraordinarily good.
Just then, the waiter brought in a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes over rice. As he ate, he asked, "Explain in detail!"
Chu Fang was very curious about how this scumbag managed to win over Tong Rui, and he wanted to learn some lessons so that he could win Zhong Tingyue back in the future if he angered her. This was very important.
“Three principles,” Ren Feiping gestured, “Persistence, shamelessness, persistent shamelessness!”
After listening, Chu Fang understood that this guy truly adhered to three principles without wavering.
At first, he would buy breakfast for Tong Rui every morning and deliver it to her home. He would also go to work with her. Even if Tong Rui didn't say a word, Ren Feiping would still chatter about funny things or jokes. At noon, he would deliver the lunch he had prepared to her company and then deliver it to her in front of many colleagues to assert his ownership. In the evening, he would take Tong Rui home after get off work.
She usually buys Tong Rui all sorts of gifts and daily necessities for the child. She even made two scarves by hand, one for Tong Rui and one for the child. She even calculated Tong Rui's menstrual period and made brown sugar water for her during her most difficult time and delivered it to her door.
Chu Fang couldn't help but sigh, "That scumbag really knows how to pick up girls."
Which girl can resist a handsome, humorous, and considerate guy?
"Impressive!" Chu Fang gave a thumbs up. "So, what are your plans next?"
“I want to marry her.” Ren Feiping pulled an invitation from under the table. “This is our wedding invitation.”
Chu Fang looked at the wedding invitation. The cover was bright red, and when he turned the page, he saw a photo of Ren Feiping and Tong Rui. The two of them were smiling, and there was a warm feeling in their eyes. He twirled the wedding invitation, quite surprised. He pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Marriage is different from dating. Have you really thought it through? Are you sure you won't get involved with other girls after you get married? Are you sure you can reject this world full of beautiful women?"
"If you go and flirt with other girls after you get married, you'll be struck by lightning."
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