Zhou Wanyu was obviously stunned when she heard this.
What? Broken heart?
Wang Biao is heartbroken? ?
It's good to be heartbroken! As for that bad woman Sun Yueru, leaving her is really a good thing!
What's there to be sad about?
Meeting her younger brother's expectant gaze, she nodded immediately.
"Okay! Leave it to me!"
I just happened to bring the signed documents with me and asked Wang Biao to sign them quickly.
I sent her to the door of the dance hall and didn't go in.
Before Zhou Wanyu entered the room, he reminded her, "Sister Wanyu, we're leaving everything to you, our boss. You must help us persuade him! Don't let him get too sad! Sadness is bad for your health!"
Zhou Wanyu patted her chest confidently.
"Just leave it to me. I'm the best at persuading people. I'll definitely help you persuade your boss!"
After saying that, she went in wearing high heels and carrying a small handbag.
As soon as you enter the hall, you will see colorful lights flashing non-stop.
The crowd in the middle was swaying to the music.
The music was unique to the discotheques of the 1980s, and Zhou Wanyu couldn't help but hum along.
Of course, she still remembered the purpose of her visit.
Walk straight through the crowd and into the private room.
After looking around, I found the room that my younger brother mentioned.
She wanted to knock on the door, but the noise outside was too loud and her knock was drowned out.
Just push the door and go in.
Wang Biao, who was drinking alone, felt movement at the door. When he looked up, he saw a graceful figure walking towards him step by step from the door in the light.
When he got closer, he realized that it was Zhou Wanyu.
I saw a corner of a document sticking out of her small bag.
He couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.
I didn't expect her to be so dedicated that she actually came here just to get his autograph.
So he put down the wine glass in his hand.
Reach out to her.
It means giving her the file.
But Zhou Wanyu misunderstood.
There was the sound of loud music outside the door.
She thought Wang Biao wanted to dance.
She quickly reached out and grabbed his big hand.
In Wang Biao's astonished eyes, he pulled him up and walked out.
She threw the small bag directly onto the sofa.
Zhou Wanyu thought that instead of letting him drink alone here, it would be better for him to go out and dance for a while and feel the happy atmosphere outside.
Wang Biao followed her steps blankly and walked to the center of the stage.
Seeing that he was still in a daze, Zhou Wanyu simply grabbed his hand and put it on her waist.
The other hand was intertwined with her own, and now a ballroom dance was playing.
She gently placed her hand on his shoulder and smiled.
"Mr. Wang, would you please dance with me?"
Anyway, she came here with a mission today, which was to make him happy and forget his worries.
So, naturally, she was not as indifferent to him as before.
Besides, Wang Biao and Sun Yueru broke up, so in Zhou Wanyu's heart, they have nothing to do with each other anymore.
Naturally, my attitude towards him changed.
But Wang Biao was deeply shocked.
It's like people living in the cold winter suddenly feel warm.
It was so warm that his heart melted.
The first time Wang Biao saw Zhou Wanyu smiling so brightly at him, he even felt his heart beating uncontrollably.
Especially the big hand on her waist, which was so hot that it was sweating.
He never knew her waist was so thin and soft.
Perhaps because she saw that he was in a daze, Zhou Wanyu placed her small hand on his shoulder and squeezed it.
"Hey, Boss Wang, come back to your senses!"
Wang Biao finally realized that he had been staring at her in a daze.
I quickly moved to the music.
But his ears unconsciously turned red to the tips.
The two people were very close while dancing ballroom dance.
Wang Biao could even smell the faint fragrance on her body. It was not strong, but faint, but very pleasant.
Especially seeing her beautiful little face so close.
In the dim light, he seemed to be able to see the soft and delicate hairs on her face.
She lowered her eyes, and her thick and long eyelashes were like a small fan, tickling his heart.
After the ballroom dance ended, the two started dancing disco.
I danced until I was sweating all over, it was so refreshing.
Maybe Zhou Wanyu was too beautiful and stood out in the entire dance hall.
Many young men unconsciously moved closer to her.
"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of asking you to dance with me?"
Zhou Wanyu didn't know if her face was flushed from dancing, or because it had been a long time since she had felt the feeling of being loved and pursued by so many people.
She was just about to reach out and dance with him.
But a big hand stretched out from the side and suddenly pulled her back into his arms.
Zhou Wanyu was startled. Just as she stood firm, she looked up and met Wang Biao's eyes which were filled with a hint of jealousy.
"You, you, what are you doing?"
The guy next to him was also dissatisfied.
"Who are you? The lesbian is about to agree, why are you stopping her? Are you her boyfriend?"
This question made Zhou Wanyu and Wang Biao feel a little embarrassed.
Zhou Wanyu struggled to get out of his arms, while Wang Biao touched his nose embarrassedly.
But his other hand was tightly grasping Zhou Wanyu's wrist, with no intention of letting her go.
The young man was really angry.
"Boy, do you have the guts to dance with me?"
When Zhou Wanyu saw Wang Biao’s somewhat gloomy face, she remembered that she came here to persuade him today, so why did she make him angry instead?
Moreover, it seemed that she had caused him trouble.
Just opened his mouth and said: "We don't..."
Before he could finish his words, Wang Biao suddenly said, "Okay! What are we competing for?"
She was a little anxious for a moment and secretly scratched the palm of his hand, as if to mean that he should not compete.
But Wang Biao turned his head and gave her a comforting look.
Patting her hand: "Just wait by the side, don't worry!"
The whole dance hall was in an uproar when they saw someone dancing.
The big guys spontaneously gave them the area in the middle.
Watch Wang Biao and the young man walk to the middle.
Zhou Wanyu's palms were sweaty from anxiety.
She really regretted that she should have rejected that person decisively! This wouldn't have happened.
After Wang Biao stopped, he looked at the young man opposite with a leisurely expression.
"Tell me, what are you going to compete in?"
The young man was about twenty-five or twenty-six. He looked at Wang Biao and couldn't help but sneer: "Uncle, you're already so old, can you dance? Don't embarrass yourself later. It's better to admit defeat now!"
Wang Biao was not angry when he heard him deliberately calling him uncle. He was indeed not as young as him, but being young did not mean being capable.
"My dear nephew, you will know whether I can jump or not in a moment, right?"
Hearing him really calling him nephew, the young man's face turned red and blue with anger!
"you......!"
"Okay! I'll make you cry and call me daddy later!"
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