Aren't you curious about who's on the phone with me?
Ning Qian lowered her eyes and said nothing, as if she were an outsider.
"She is the dance partner I was talking about." Sheng Yuanhan saw her discomfort and answered for her.
After hearing this, Ning Qian pursed her red lips, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.
She could introduce herself like this to others, but hearing Sheng Yuanhan's truthful answer was like tearing off the last piece of fig leaf from her body.
"At the same time, she is also my girlfriend, Ms. Ning Qian."
Sheng Yuanhan put one hand in his pocket, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
Ning Qian's eyes were slightly stunned. He actually introduced himself like this.
Du Heng and Xu Qian opened their eyes wide at the same time.
"You have a girlfriend? This is your future sister-in-law? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Du Heng hurriedly walked up and introduced himself to Ning Qian, "Hello, sister-in-law. I'm Du Heng, Yuan Han's classmate and roommate. I'm a year older than him. Is it okay to call you sister-in-law?"
Ning Qian didn't dare to agree rashly. She looked up at Sheng Yuanhan and saw that he had no objection. Then she nodded modestly, "It's all fine. But just call me Xiao Qian."
"Okay, Xiaoqian must be tired from the journey, come in and sit down." Du Heng called out thoughtfully.
Sheng Yuanhan is well-known for not being interested in women. When he was studying for a master's degree at Yingjin University, he broke the hearts of countless young girls with dreams.
His chastity, self-discipline and ambition also led to rumors that he was a homosexual.
Now the school was even more chaotic. Countless male classmates sent him love letters. It was not enough that they diligently brought him breakfast, but even when he passed by the basketball court, he had basketballs thrown at him and his way was blocked.
Unable to bear it any longer, Sheng Yuanhan lifted up the sleeves of his white shirt and pushed the tallest man among the troublemakers to the ground, thus ending the farce.
However, after hearing about this, the Sheng couple immediately arranged a group of bodyguards for Sheng Yuanhan, including the famous but heavily in debt Xiao He.
For $10,000 a month, Xiao He would obey his orders.
Although there were still people who admired him later, they were all ruthlessly driven away by Xiao He, including both men and women.
It is unbelievable and shocking that such a man who was considered to have no desires and no ambitions actually came to his senses and found a girlfriend one or two years after graduation.
The dance practice venue is on the third floor. The walls inside are surrounded by mirrors. No matter which direction you dance, you can see your expressions and movements at that moment.
The dance teacher was a woman with a graceful figure and lingering charm. She was originally dancing the waltz in a cool and elegant manner with her partner in her arms. Her dance moves were standard and free and easy. After seeing Sheng Yuanhan, she immediately stopped dancing, shook off her male partner's hand, and walked forward in a friendly and enthusiastic manner.
"Is this Mr. Sheng?"
Du Heng stood aside and nodded, "This is our distinguished guest, Mr. Sheng. Please guide him carefully."
"That's natural, boss, don't worry."
Xue Yuan had heard that President Sheng was coming here to practice the opening dance, so she had been waiting here since early morning.
"Okay, I'll be out first then."
Du Heng's dance organization serves the wealthy, and he currently has other clients who need him to personally receive them.
Ning Qian looked around the spacious and luxurious dance studio, sighing that it was worthy of being the place Sheng Yuanhan specifically asked to come to. This place was more than five times larger than the dance studio in her previous life, and it was so luxurious that even a dancer like her was salivating.
"Is this your first time dancing, Mr. Sheng?" Xue Yuan asked.
"No, I learned international ballroom dancing before."
Sheng Yuanhan said indifferently.
When Xue Yuan heard that Sheng Yuanhan was proficient in dancing, her face showed excitement and she invited him, "Then let's dance together first?"
Sheng Yuanhan did not agree directly, but turned his gaze to Ning Qian.
No one has paid any attention to Ning Qian since she came in. She has been yawning from standing there and wants to find a place to sit for a while.
Only then did Xue Yuan notice the inconspicuous Ning Qian, "Who is this?"
"Girlfriend." Sheng Yuanhan was very frugal with words.
"Girlfriend?" Xue Yuan's expression stiffened instantly. She remembered that the two came in one after the other, like a superior-subordinate relationship. She thought they were Mr. Sheng's personal assistants.
Perhaps realizing that her behavior was a little inappropriate, Xue Yuan smiled again, "Sorry, I was busy greeting Mr. Sheng and didn't notice you."
Ning Qian's lips curled up in a light, sarcastic smile. She hadn't expected to encounter someone so quick to react even when she came to practice dancing. She'd made eye contact with Xue Yuan the moment she entered, but her gaze had quickly passed her and moved to Sheng Yuanhan. She'd said she wasn't paying attention, but in reality, she didn't want to bother with her.
Ning Qian was so angry after being looked down upon several times in a row that she thought she was either a traitor or a thief because of her attentiveness, so she wanted to play a trick on her.
She chuckled softly and looked at Sheng Yuanhan with a tender expression. "It's okay. My husband gave you the money, so it's only right that you entertain him."
As soon as she finished speaking, she met Sheng Yuanhan's ambiguous eyes.
Xue Yuan felt the provocation in the words and her face turned red with embarrassment, but she didn't dare to get angry on the spot, so she had to ask hypocritically, "What should I call you?"
"Don't be so formal, just call me Mrs. Sheng."
The atmosphere fell into silence.
Xue Yuan's face turned red and white.
Sheng Yuanhan's Adam's apple rolled silently. Beneath his cold and calm appearance, his heart was beating rapidly. It was the first time that he almost couldn't control his thoughts because of such a straightforward declaration.
"Can we practice dancing now?"
Ning Qian reached out to touch Sheng Yuanhan's shoulder, but suddenly remembered the agreement he had made before. Her face turned pale and she bent her slender white fingers and was about to retract them.
"Okay." Sheng Yuanhan said in a deep voice.
A hand with distinct joints lifted Ning Qian's fingertips and led her to dance the waltz step by step.
The temperature from the palm of her hand was so hot that Ning Qian's fingers couldn't stop trembling.
She had never thought that she would have such intimate physical contact with Sheng Yuanhan. At this moment, she was extremely confused.
She pretended to be calm and acted like a beginner dancer, occasionally bumping into Sheng Yuanhan's legs or failing to keep up with his pace.
Suddenly, she quickly retracted her left foot and looked at the slightly gray leather shoes on his feet in panic.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you."
Sheng Yuanhan's expression remained unchanged. He raised his arm and put it over her head, spun her around several times, and said with a stern face, "Focus."
Ning Qian couldn't help but feel secretly happy when she saw his unhappy expression. This could be considered as revenge for Sheng Yao's slander against her.
"I'll try my best."
Seeing that the waltz dance was already more than halfway through, Ning Qian felt that she could no longer hide her skills.
Suddenly, her expression became serious, and her movements of extending her hands became extremely natural, no longer as clumsy as before. Her dance steps became light and graceful, and she ended perfectly in the last part.
When she let go of Sheng Yuanhan's hand, she realized that he had been staring at her.
[She doesn't look like a beginner.]
Ning Qian was not afraid at all, and met his deep and steady eyes, "Did I perform too poorly?"
Sheng Yuanhan heard this, his eyes filled with doubt, and he said sparingly, "No."
Ning Qian stepped in front of him with her hands behind her back, looking up with an innocent and playful face, "How was the dance?"
She really wanted to know what Sheng Yuanhan’s expression was like after being slapped in the face.
But Sheng Yuanhan simply lowered his eyes calmly and said, "Your dance steps are skillful and your skills are good. You don't need to practice anymore."
Then he turned and walked out of the dance studio.
Ning Qian was a little depressed, as if she didn't feel the pleasure of being slapped in the face. Instead, Xue Yuan looked at her with jealousy and a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
When she chased out, Sheng Yuanhan had already walked some distance away, and Xu Qian happened to be standing in front of Sheng Yuanhan, talking to him in a coquettish voice with a blushing face.
Ten meters away, he could vaguely hear Xu Qian asking for his contact information.
Sheng Yuanhan paused for just two seconds before handing her a business card.
Xu Qian was so excited that she almost jumped up, as if the business card in her hand was a precious item, and she pressed it solemnly against her chest.
Ning Qian felt inexplicably upset and answered a strange phone call.
"Hello, who is this?"
Chen Zong hasn't seen Ning Qian since the last blind date.
He didn't take it to heart. What he was thinking about was the charming and seductive beauty, not the gentle and generous type like Ning Qian.
But this month, he had dated at least eight girls, if not ten. He had spent all the living expenses in his card and the one million yuan that Su Zhiyan gave him.
Even Su Zhiyan, when she heard that he hadn't yet won Ning Qian over, angrily scolded him as a useless three-legged waste and demanded the return of the one million yuan.
But the money was already spent, and there was no way he would return it to Su Zhiyan. What's more, he would receive another generous reward after the matter was done, so there was no way he would let Ning Qian, this fat sheep, go.
So he contacted Su Zhiyan again and asked for Ning Qian's contact information. This time, he was scolded even more severely.
Su Zhiyan threw all the most unpleasant words she knew at him.
He was furious when he heard this, but he dared not say anything. He asked Su Zhiyan for 500,000 yuan in a flattering manner and swore a solemn oath to cut off his descendants, vowing to take Ning Qian down.
"It's me, your brother Chen Zong." Chen Zong said in a deep voice.
Ning Qian felt disgusted. "What's the matter? How did you get my contact information?"
Chen Zong didn't answer her question, but instead spoke to himself: "Sister Xiaoqian, do you still remember your brother? Do you have time to come out for a drink?"
"Disgusting, don't call me that."
"Hey, why are you so angry? Do you need your brother to help you cool down?" Chen Zong said with a smile. Although Ning Qian was not his type, at least she was good-looking. Maybe she would be a different kind of girl in terms of both men and women.
"Are you mentally ill, or did you forget to take your medicine before going out? Brother, are you a rooster? You're still crowing in the middle of the day."
Ning Qian felt sick to her stomach after hearing this and cursed in disgust.
After she hung up the phone, she looked up and met Sheng Yuanhan's eyes, which were as quiet as a deep spring.
[Who called just now? What trouble are you in? ]
[Strange, I actually want to know.]
[If I ask, would it be a bit presumptuous?]
Who would have thought that beneath his calm and distant expression, he had a warm and compassionate heart.
Ning Qian's heart was touched, and she began to regret her smug behavior.
She wanted to apologize for her clever behavior and was about to confess her selfish desires when Sheng Yuanhan's indifferent voice rang out.
"Have you finished your call? Let's go."
Ning Qian's words were blocked in her mouth again.
He seemed not to care about his own affairs at all, as if the voice he heard in his heart a second ago was just an auditory hallucination.
Ning Qian didn't give up, and followed him and asked, "Aren't you curious about who I'm talking to on the phone?"
Sheng Yuanhan stopped suddenly. Ning Qian followed closely and lost control of her steps, hitting her forehead on his back.
Ning Qian raised her eyes in pain and anger.
Sheng Yuanhan turned sideways, flicking the dust off his sleeves as if it had nothing to do with him. His eyes, as beautiful as obsidian, seemed to be vacant. Then, he opened his thin lips and said calmly, "I'm not curious."
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