Chapter 55: What should I do if I step on the foot of my sponsor?
The group chatted happily. Song Qingxing originally thought that Mrs. Xie was like Lady Jia in Dream of the Red Chamber, the kind who looked kind but was very majestic.
But after actually getting along with each other, I found that the other person's attitude was actually very gentle and kind, and much easier to get along with than I had imagined.
The group slowly accompanied the old lady across the tree-lined avenue to the front hall. The front hall was originally noisy at this time, but when they saw the old lady coming, everyone fell silent.
Sure enough, this is the style of a mistress of a house.
As the music started, everyone began to chat with each other. Song Qingxing thought that a scene like in a movie would appear, with everyone swaying and dancing on the dance floor, but in fact, there were only a few people who were in love.
Many people were clinking glasses with each other, drinking champagne, and chatting, seemingly discussing business matters. Sure enough, this was the real purpose of their daily gatherings.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing. I thought your family was all about drinking and partying...every day."
Song Qingxing shook her head slightly, but when she realized it, she realized that she had said too much. How could she say that the Xie family's life was a life of feasting and drinking?
Isn't this extremely unemotional?
"That's true, but it's someone else's life, I can't control it. The only person I can control is you."
Xie Jingcheng actually couldn't stand the style of other family members, but she was only of the younger generation after all, and there were very few things she could control.
Even in her family, not many people respect her.
However, Xie Jingcheng was too lazy to argue with them. She didn't have high expectations for herself. As long as she could live a happy life, that was enough.
Because if I really coveted the family's power and property and wanted to compete with my so-called brothers and sisters and cousins, I wouldn't act.
However, Xie Jingcheng is not a fool.
I will not give up even a single cent of what belongs to me.
"Let's not worry about what anyone else thinks. Do you want to dance?"
Xie Jingcheng came over and spoke with her lips pressed against Song Qingxing's ear. The breath she exhaled was fragrant and hot, which was hard to resist. The small hairs on the auricle all stood up, and the ear became congested and turned blood red in an instant.
"You've already asked me to change into this dance dress, can we not dance?"
Song Qingxing felt helpless and almost rolled her eyes.
Xie Jingcheng's intention is obvious to everyone, but he still asks here knowing the answer.
This might be the little joy of being a financial sponsor, but it’s really great. If I were to be reborn into a family like the Xie family, I would probably be a thousand or ten thousand times more arrogant than Xie Jingcheng.
That means he has never learned to be humble.
Dance dresses don't drag on the ground, because if they do, you're guaranteed to step on something and fall flat on your face, knocking out your front teeth.
The dress was a little short, revealing her white ankles. Song Qingxing was wearing low-soled dance shoes. If it weren't for the help of height-increasing shoes, Song Qingxing would be much shorter than Xie Jingcheng.
In the past, Song Qingxing didn’t like wearing high heels, because wearing them for a long time was simply torture for her toes. Sure enough, there is a price to pay for women’s beauty.
But she often has to wear high heels all day long due to work or acting, and sometimes her toes are even rubbed raw.
At this moment, Song Qingxing actually missed high heels very much. Although they were painful to wear, they could indeed increase her height and make her equal to Xie Jingcheng.
Look at each other at eye level.
Song Qingxing and Xie Jingcheng slowly entered the dance together. Accompanied by elegant music, Xie Jingcheng danced very slowly. She had systematically learned this kind of ballroom dance.
The Xie family often does business overseas and attends many banquets hosted by foreigners. Over time, this kind of custom has been developed.
The warm yellow light from the crystal chandelier shone on Xie Jingcheng's high nose bridge, and his long hair was tucked delicately behind his ears.
Song Qingxing was stunned for a moment. Xie Jingcheng was really beautiful, especially the way she patiently led her in dancing.
She could feel her heart beating in a disorderly manner. Oops, this was the feeling of a heartbeat! Biting the tip of her tongue with her teeth, Song Qingxing forced herself to wake up.
She couldn't be bewitched by this woman for a moment.
In the end, I really fell in love with the sponsor.
But because of this distraction, Song Qingxing stepped on the tip of Xie Jingcheng's shoe, and Xie Jingcheng pursed his lips slightly.
She took a breath, but did not scold Song Qingxing. She just endured it alone.
"Feel sorry."
Song Qingxing raised the end of her eyebrows and apologized with some fear. She was afraid that when she returned home later, Xie Jingcheng would press her down on the bed and punish her severely.
"No need to apologize, just don't get distracted and step on me again later."
Xie Jingcheng spoke in a low voice, and in order to make Song Qingxing hear clearly in the noisy dance floor, she tilted her head.
Her red lips pressed against the corner of Song Qingxing's mouth, and the words she spoke were both gentle and ambiguous.
But the two of them didn't know that such a frivolous action looked like a kiss in the middle of the dance floor from a distance.
Old Mrs. Xie smiled with her eyes narrowed.
"Jingcheng never talks much every time she comes back. When I introduce boys or girls to her, she always says she doesn't like them. I thought she was just like her other cousins, not liking any gender except me."
"Now that I've found someone who's willing to talk, it's a happy thing."
The butler nodded in agreement.
Little did they know that there was another person standing behind them. The person's eyes were full of tears and he sniffed softly. The old lady was a little hard of hearing and did not hear it.
But the butler did hear it.
Looking back, the person was An Wenqing.
Apparently she saw this too and misunderstood.
But unfortunately, the protagonist of the incident didn't know that the two were still dancing with each other. Xie Jingcheng was a patient person and was stepped on several times afterwards, but he didn't say a word.
At this moment, Song Qingxing really believed that the other person liked her, because if he didn't like her.
Xie Jingcheng would definitely ask angrily whether Song Qingxing did it on purpose?
But only if you like it will you not do this.
Finally, Song Qingxing's forehead was covered with sweat from dancing. Xie Jingcheng noticed that the little rabbit was running out of energy, so he took the initiative to pull her out of the dance floor.
Before Song Qingxing could even catch her breath, she lowered her head to look at the white ash on Xie Jingcheng's black shoes.
Her little face turned slightly red.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."
Song Qingxing wanted to take out a tissue from her body, but she was wearing a dress and didn't even have pockets, so where would she get the tissue?
Song Qingxing could only look around again, and finally found the tissue placed next to the table.
Then he hurriedly took it and patiently wiped the dust off the tip of the man's shoes.
"You don't have to do this kind of thing."
Xie Jingcheng squatted down and helped the man up. In her eyes, it was just a pair of shoes. If they were dirty, she would ask her assistant to wash them.
“But I stepped on this.”
"You don't dance often, so it's normal for you to step on others. Actually, I shouldn't have brought you here this time. If it weren't for grandma..."
Xie Jingcheng blinked, feeling a little guilty.
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