Unexpectedly, Gu Chengyu not only returned, but was right outside the door!
"Young Master Gu?" Xu Wanwan's face showed surprise and shyness, and she deliberately made her voice more gentle and pleasant. "You're back?"
"Watching Qianqian practice dance so late, you really care about her."
Gu Chengyu finally shifted his gaze from the figure inside the glass wall that had made his mouth dry, and lazily glanced at the woman at the door.
Xu Wanwan had clearly taken great care in tidying her appearance. The stray hairs on her forehead were tucked behind her ears, revealing her delicate earlobes. She wore a gentle smile, but her eyes seemed to have hooks, lingering subtly on his open collar and cold face.
"Hmm." Gu Chengyu's response was a single syllable, carrying a nonchalant and distant tone.
He swirled the wine in his glass, his gaze involuntarily drifting back to the glass wall.
Su Qianqian was facing the mirror, earnestly repeating the same movement that had made him lose control—the curves of her waist and hips were breathtaking under the light.
Xu Wanwan was secretly pleased to see that he did not leave immediately.
She took a step forward, getting so close that she could smell the crisp ebony scent emanating from him.
She began to speak eloquently, her voice ingratiating: "Qianqian is really hardworking and has a good understanding."
"Look at the progress you've made in the past two weeks, it's like a complete transformation..."
As she spoke, she subtly turned slightly to the side, revealing her beautiful shoulder and neck lines, as well as the undulating curves beneath her training clothes, to Gu Chengyu's line of sight.
His eyes held admiration and a hint of unspoken words.
As Gu Chengyu listened to her endless chatter, his gaze remained subtly fixed on the young girl.
He could clearly feel the heat in his lower abdomen, but the object of his desire was definitely not the flirtatious woman in front of him.
Xu Wanwan's deliberate approach, the scent of her perfume, and her affected seduction were not attractive to him at all; on the contrary, they were clumsy and ridiculous.
A faint, amused smile played at the corners of his lips, as if he were watching a self-directed and self-acted joke.
"Teacher Xu is indeed a professional."
Gu Chengyu finally spoke, his voice low and emotionless, his gaze fixed on Xu Wanwan's face, "It's getting late, Qianqian should rest too. Let's call it a day."
Then, without glancing at Xu Wanwan again, he reached out and pushed open the door to the dance studio.
Gu Chengyu's voice became hoarse, "Qianqian, you danced very well."
"However... it's time to end get out of class."
He tilted his head back and drank the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp, as if cheering on a wild beast about to unleash its power.
Xu Wanwan, standing outside the glass wall, froze on her smile, and cracks appeared in her carefully maintained gentle expression.
She stood there, her fingertips icy cold, a wave of embarrassment and shame washing over her.
A perceptive servant had already come over and asked Xu Wanwan to leave… This chapter has been completed (please click the next chapter to continue reading!).
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