Su Yang was feeling awkward when she heard Rong Zhan gasping in pain from above her head. She raised her eyes in panic to see Rong Zhan's expression which showed he had lost all hope in life, then looked down at her feet and quickly moved her high heels away.

"Excuse me."

Su Yang smiled awkwardly. She seldom attended such banquets and dances. Although this kind of dance did not require much talent, it was too unfamiliar and it was inevitable that mistakes would be made.

Not to mention that she learned it all by herself. She just learned it by herself after seeing it in some videos or on TV.

"First jump?" Rong Zhan concealed the darkness in his eyes and replaced it with a touch of gentleness.

"Not really. Counting it, it should be the third time."

After the panic, Su Yang quickly calmed down, and following Rong Zhan's lead, she slowly took steps, and her skirt swayed in the huge dance floor, like stars in the night sky, twinkling and dazzling.

"Who did you dance with the first two times?"

"It was all many years ago. The first time was probably at the university's welcome party, when I danced with Taozi. At that time, neither of us knew how to dance, so we rejected all the guys' invitations and simply formed a team and danced randomly."

"What about the second time?"

"The second time was at the graduation party, when I danced with Mo Chiying."

When the name Mo Chiying was mentioned, Rong Zhan narrowed his eyes, lowered his eyes to glance at that pretty face, and gently pushed her closer to him with his hand on her butterfly bone: "From now on... you can only dance with me."

"What about you? You dance so skillfully, you must have danced a lot before... right?" Su Yang raised her eyebrows, her clear almond-shaped eyes sparkling with light, and asked with a smile.

Having been married for so long, she has always been very reserved in expressing her emotions and has never asked questions about love like a little girl.

So when Rong Zhan heard her question, he was slightly stunned, and the corners of his lips curved up: "Guess."

The smile in Su Yang's eyes froze. He glared at him unhappily and deliberately took a wrong step and stepped on his foot.

"...Hiss, did you do this on purpose?" Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Rong Zhan immediately knew that this woman did it on purpose.

"No, I've already told you, I don't know much." Su Yang shook her head blankly, but the smile that was about to overflow from her eyes betrayed her.

Rong Zhan snorted, tightened his grip on her hand, slowly lowered his eyes to look at her, and whispered in her ear with his cool lips: "I dance quite a lot. My grandma loved dancing when she was young. After grandpa and my dad passed away, she often asked me to practice. Now that I'm older, I don't love dancing as much as before and spend more time in the Buddhist temple, but I still dance a little song with my mom occasionally."

"Grandma also likes to dance waltz?" This was unexpected for Su Yang.

After all, in her impression, Mrs. Rong was a dignified and steady person who loved to practice asceticism and believed in superstition.

This waltz is really hard to relate to the old lady.

"You may not know that my grandma and grandpa met because of waltz."

"Is there such a romantic past?"

Rong Zhan smiled and said, "When we return to the capital, you can pick a time to come back to Rong Garden to listen to this romantic love story. I'm sure grandma would be willing to talk about it with you."

Their every smile, every move was seen clearly by Ni Sangwan who was standing outside the dance floor. She clenched her hands hanging at both sides into fists, and the sides of her skirt were wrinkled.

"Miss Ni, can I invite you to dance?"

A boy in a black tuxedo suddenly came over to block her view, bent down slightly and extended his hand to her in a very gentlemanly manner.

Ni Sangwan's thoughts were monopolized and he was slightly stunned. He looked at the man in front of him and grinned generously. This man was the second son of the richest man in Tolars. They had met several times before.

Ni Sangwan extended her hand elegantly: "It's my honor."

After being brought into the dance floor, Ni Sangwan and the foreign man quickly became the focus of attention. Su Yang and Rong Zhan also quietly left the dance floor at this time.

"Brother, sister-in-law."

Su Yang had just put on her coat when a clear, soft and sweet voice came into her ears over the music in the hall.

When they turned around, they saw Rong Xi walking towards them with two cups of drinks of different colors in his hands.

And Sai Erya happened to walk out from the dance floor. When she saw that Su Yang was in front of Rong Xi, a vicious look flashed across her eyes. She slightly raised her high-heeled foot and tripped Rong Xi who was jogging towards her.

Rong Xi tripped unexpectedly, and as he leaned forward, the two cups of drinks in his hands spilled out. The cups rolled to Su Yang's feet, and the drinks spilled onto Su Yang's skirt.

The cold and wet feeling quickly soaked through the clothes and pierced into the skin. Su Yang was slightly stunned, and without caring about the stains on her skirt, she hurried to support Rong Xi who had fallen to the ground.

"Xixi, are you okay?"

Rong Zhan saw this and immediately came over, frowning: "Are you hurt anywhere?"

“Ah——”

Rong Xi shook his hands in pain and got up from the ground. Looking at his bruised and bleeding knee, his face immediately wrinkled. He remembered that the drink had just been spilled on Su Yang, and asked hurriedly, "I'm fine, sister-in-law, are you okay? The drink just spilled on you."

"I'm fine." Su Yang glanced at the mark on her knee: "You're bleeding, how can you say you're fine?"

"The wound needs to be disinfected and treated immediately."

Shi Qingxun came over at some point and spoke with a serious face.

"Rong Zhan, take Xixi downstairs and treat her wounds. She must be in a lot of pain after falling so hard on the ground just now."

"you……"

"I'm fine, it's just a little water, the black color can't be seen, I'll go to the bathroom and take care of it myself later." Su Yang knew what Rong Zhan was worried about, but he felt that Rong Xi's condition was more serious than his, so he urged him, "Go quickly, Doctor Shi, I'm going to trouble you to take care of Xixi's leg injury."

“It should be.”

Shi Qingxun nodded and looked at Rong Xi. Seeing that her little face was full of pain, Wen Chen's eyes revealed a trace of heartache. He didn't know how to hug her, so he looked at Rong Zhan.

"You go to the bathroom first. I'll come to you when Xixi's wound is treated." Rong Zhan pursed his lips, picked up Rong Xi and left the side hall.

Su Yang stood up, gently wiped the water stains on her skirt, looked at the back of Selna who had already left, her cold eyes slightly condensed, and she took a step to catch up with her.

On the corridor leading to the backyard where there were fewer people walking, Su Yang called her.

"stop."

Selna heard Su Yang's voice, turned around and saw that water was obviously dripping from her skirt. She sneered, "What's the matter?"

“Pah—”

(End of this chapter)