Can you dance?
Ning Qian came back to her senses and said apologetically, "Sorry, I overslept this afternoon and haven't returned yet."
Sheng Yuanhan made a barely perceptible "Hmm?" sound at the bottom of his throat and asked, "You called me just for this?"
Isn't this important? She missed the time he asked her to return.
He should be angry, but he doesn't care about it.
Ning Qian fell into self-doubt.
"Yes, just for this matter."
Sheng Yuanhan on the other end of the phone chuckled clearly. The sound was very light and fast, but Ning Qian still caught it quickly.
The inexplicable sense of closeness instantly emboldened her, regardless of whether she had overstepped her bounds.
"What are you doing now?" Ning Qian vaguely heard footsteps and the sound of a door being pushed open.
After asking, Ning Qian regretted it. When would she be able to change her habit of speaking without restraint?
He is my boss. Do I have the right to ask him what he is doing?
Ning Qian held her breath and waited for Sheng Yuanhan's warning.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Yuanhan not only did not accuse her of crossing the line, but also told her truthfully that he was taking a shower.
Very frank.
He was so frank that she couldn't continue the topic.
No wonder there is the sound of splashing water.
She thought it was raining in Xilin District.
In a panic, she covered her face, her lips stumbling as she managed to form a complete sentence, "Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll hang up first."
The world was finally quiet, leaving only the buzzing in her head.
At the Sheng family, Sheng Yuanhan casually placed his cell phone on the shelf.
The spraying water meandered down his knife-like jawline, wetting his rolling Adam's apple, and finally disappeared under his well-defined, firm and tight abdomen.
For some reason, he thought of Ning Qian's panic just now, and a smile inexplicably appeared at the corner of his lips. That smile was like a well-behaved gentleman suddenly having bad intentions and making a not-so-polite joke.
A light mist gradually covered the glass, revealing a man in the bathroom. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with raised hips and straight legs. His body proportions were so perfect that it was astonishing, as if he had been carefully calculated and sculpted by the Creator himself.
_
When Ning Qian came back, the person they were most reluctant to part with was Ning Ze.
Ning Ze truly admired this man who exuded a strong aura. He leaned against the car window and asked over and over again, "Brother He, when will you come next time?"
Xiao He was annoyed by the questions and pursed his lips without saying anything.
Ning Qian took off her sunglasses and tapped them on Ning Ze's hand. "Go back quickly. I'll let you know when I come back next time."
Ning Ze withdrew his hand in pain, but his eyes were glued to Xiao He.
"Brother He, remember to share your martial arts secrets with me."
After saying that, he waved at Xiao He.
Xiao He raised his eyes to look at him, and nodded coldly in the face of Ning Ze's expectant gaze.
"Great! I want to become a strong man like Brother Xiao He!"
Ning Ze shouted excitedly.
"Ningze." Jiang Sha called out from behind him, "Why do you still have so much to say? If you don't come back, I'll close the shop."
"I understand, wait a moment." Ning Ze turned his head and shouted.
"Sister! Remember to bring your brother-in-law back next time."
Ning Ze said this unexpectedly, shocking Ning Qian so much that she swallowed dryly.
"Are you a chatterbox? Still talking nonstop." Ning Zhengqing came over with a sullen face, grabbed Ning Ze by the back of the collar and dragged him backwards.
Ning Ze, a young man who had just reached adulthood, was handsome, tall and thin. How could he be a match for a strong man like Ning Zhengqing? A moment later, Ning Ze's wailing was heard, "Ah... let me go."
"When I learn Kung Fu in the future, none of you will be my match."
"Haha, you little thief bullied me."
“Ah, it hurts…”
"Stop kicking me, I was wrong."
Ning Qian stuck her head out and saw that Ning Zhengqing, with a dark face and unable to bear it any longer, kicked Ning Ze twice.
"Bang."
The sound of the ironworks door closing.
"Ms. Ning, can we set off now?" the driver, Master Zhao, turned around and asked.
Ning Qian continued to wear sunglasses and nodded with great dignity, "Let's go now, it's troublesome."
Master Zhao chuckled, revealing his white teeth. "It's no trouble. I've watched the young master grow up since he was a child. Now that I can drive his wife, it's a blessing."
"Don't..." Ning Qian turned her head to look out the window. She didn't dare to give herself this title. "Don't call me that. I'm not his wife yet."
Master Zhao thought she was embarrassed. His wife was also shy before she married him.
Ning Qian originally thought that this was just a casual remark made by the master, but she didn't expect that the master would start talking from here.
"When he was in kindergarten, he loved riding in my car. Every time he got in, he would obediently call out 'Uncle Zhao'. Sometimes he would even sneak in the back seat and eat the potato chips I brought from home, and politely ask if I wanted to eat some."
"..." Ning Qian's eyes flashed with surprise. Sheng Yuanhan, who was usually cold and noble, had such a lovely side when he was a child.
"At that time, Madam was very strict with him, and there were very few snacks at home. He was willing to share them with me, which shows that the young master has been a good child since he was young."
This was the first time Ning Qian heard someone mention "Madam."
She couldn't help but become curious about what kind of woman could give birth to such an outstanding son.
"What kind of person is she, madam?"
"Madam?" Master Zhao paused, "She is a very beautiful and dignified lady..."
As he was saying this, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a horn from the opposite direction.
Master Zhao glared at the man opposite him and never mentioned his wife again.
Ning Qian leaned her head slightly against the back seat, her index finger entwined with her hair, imagining what the lady looked like in her mind. This was the first time she felt curious about Sheng Yuanhan's family.
She thought of Sheng Yao's domineering look again. Why did they have such different personalities even though they were siblings?
When they returned to the Sheng family, it was already 9 p.m. The moon was half hanging in the sky, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the dark pool, making it sparkle.
As Ning Qian entered the courtyard, a maid came forward to greet her. After greeting her politely, she pointed in the direction of the pavilion and said gently, "The master is waiting for you there."
She looked in that direction and saw the lights were on, bright and dazzling, just like him.
Sheng Yuanhan was dressed in a silver-gray silk gown with a cloud pattern, looking casual and at home. He lacked the sharpness of his suit and tie, and instead looked more gentle and refined. His deep eyes rested on the thick book, his hand twisting the pages, never stopping at the same page. The fine hair on his forehead partially obscured his vision, making him look a little absent-minded.
There was a rustling sound of footsteps.
Sheng Yuanhan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his slender jade-like fingers silently turned the pages of the book, as if he was immersed in it again, not noticing any movement outside.
The maid stood aside and bowed respectfully, "Sir, Miss Ning is back."
At this time, Sheng Yuanhan raised his head slightly, revealing his face that was as bright as the moon and breeze, and as elegant and noble as a beacon.
Even though Ning Qian had gotten used to his exquisite and flawless face after spending these days together, she still couldn't help but marvel at his first-class family background and peerless appearance.
He is truly a favorite of God.
"Do you have something to talk to me about?" Ning Qian saw that he looked like he was waiting for her specially.
Sheng Yuanhan closed the book, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I have something to talk to you about."
Ning Qian was a little at a loss, wondering in her heart whether he was going to go back on his word.
"The banquet will begin in two days, and as the special guest, I will need to perform the first dance at the opening."
"So we need to rehearse the dance in the next two days."
At some point, Sheng Yuanhan had stood up and was looking down at her with his absolute height advantage.
Ning Qian raised her chin and reluctantly met his emotionless, deep, dark eyes.
"So that's how it is."
After hearing this, she felt less nervous, after all, dancing was her strong point in her previous life.
"When does rehearsal start tomorrow?"
Sheng Yuanhan's eyes moved away from her face, his brows and eyes calmed down. After a while, he replied, "3:00 p.m., I'll ask Mary to arrange it then."
"Oh..." Ning Qian nodded.
"Don't you have any questions?" Sheng Yuanhan's voice sounded again, cold and with a hint of laziness.
Ning Qian hurriedly opened her eyes wide and stared at him, then asked in a daze, "Should I have any questions?"
Sheng Yuanhan curled the corners of his lips, taking in her panic.
"Can you dance? But don't worry, the first dance is not difficult, just a simple waltz."
"Waltz?" Ning Qian inadvertently prolonged the ending tone.
This kind of modern dance is very simple and easy for her.
"Yeah." Sheng Yuanhan's eyes suddenly showed a hint of playfulness, and his voice was sexy and seductive. "Will it?"
Ning Qian really wanted to nod vigorously and tell him proudly that she could do it, and not only could she do it, but she was also very proficient in it.
But unfortunately, she heard Sheng Yuanhan's inner monologue.
[If you look so stupid, it's understandable that you don't know how to do it. I'll just have to teach you more.]
Huh? Since you secretly look down on her in your heart?
Ning Qian suddenly felt a sense of evil interest in her heart. Since he thought he didn't understand, she might as well pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger to surprise him.
At the same time, she also wanted to know whether a person who looked so aloof and noble would go crazy like an ordinary person after being slapped in the face so blatantly.
After making up her mind, Ning Qian said without hesitation, "No."
"Why?"
Sheng Yuanhan became curious. According to his understanding, a family like Ning Qian's would not fail to cultivate their children's interests.
"I was stupid when I was little and didn't learn it."
Ning Qian said what he was thinking.
Sheng Yuanhan stood there quietly, looking a little awkward.
Ning Qian felt like teasing him, "I'd like to trouble Teacher Yuan Han for more guidance."
At this moment, Sheng Yuanhan's narrow eyes suddenly stared at Ning Qian, an incredible look flashed across his face, and he stood there in a daze.
But he quickly regained his composure and agreed.
*
next day
Ning Qian was awakened again by a noisy female voice.
"Mary, tell me there is someone living in this room? And it's a woman?" Sheng Yao's voice echoed throughout the entire floor.
Then she kicked hard on the door. "Is my brother crazy? Why would he let a strange woman stay in the house for so long?"
Mary stopped her in a panic, "Miss, you can't do this. This is specially arranged by the master. You will make it very difficult for us."
"If I remember correctly, it's been over a week since I last came here." Sheng Yao's delicate face was filled with anger. "How could someone stay in someone else's house for so long?"
"This is too much. How am I going to explain this to Sister Wen Lan?"
"Come out here quickly!"
Ning Qian was sleepy and covered her head with the quilt. Why did this young lady come over again?
Ten minutes later, there was still the sound of kicking on the door.
Mary's throat was almost hoarse from trying to persuade him, but Sheng Yao kept kicking and banging on the door.
"Mary, I'll say it again, take the key and open this door immediately. I want to see how shameless this woman is." Sheng Yao said angrily.
"Miss, you can't do that! She is..." Mary was not sure whether Mr. Sheng wanted to make his relationship with Miss Ning public, so she stopped talking.
"What is it! Is she a vixen? She seduces other people's men." Sheng Yao became even more angry when she saw that Mary kept stopping him. If it weren't for the fact that Mary was a popular housekeeper beside her brother, she would have been in a bad mood a long time ago.
Ning Qian couldn't pretend to sleep any longer. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. What should she do? It was a sour feeling.
Being called a vixen by someone through a door is a really frustrating and uncomfortable feeling.
She really wanted to open the door and rush out, and arrogantly tell Sheng Yao that she was Sheng Yuanhan's girlfriend.
But she didn't dare, because the difference between the fake and the genuine product was too big.
She wondered if she would be beaten when she went out, or if she could fight back if she was beaten, would it be considered a work-related injury?
At this moment, a rather harsh scolding voice came from outside the door, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual cold and indifferent style.
"Who taught you to talk like that?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
