Chapter 38 Mr. Gu, High Kick!
Fu Jinzhi vented his resentment by the dance floor, while Wen Yao completely let loose on the dance floor.
She smiled slightly, realizing she had misunderstood Gu Shaohong. Who said villains can't do good deeds?
This saved Fu Jinzhi and her from dire straits!
Gu Shaohong originally just wanted to make things difficult for Fu Jinzhi, but he didn't expect to succeed so easily.
The moment he took Wen Yao's hand, he was first surprised and then overjoyed: he was indeed very charming, even Fu Jinzhi's wife would throw herself into his arms when she saw him.
What good is Fu Jinzhi's business acumen if he's still just a greenhorn? Women don't like mature men like him.
Gu Shaohong lowered his head smugly, only to find Wen Yao smiling shyly, her eyes revealing obvious schadenfreude.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I'm not very good at dancing."
Gu Shaohong's smile froze, but it was too late.
As the music got into the swing of things, Wen Yao pulled Gu Shaohong tightly and spun him to the center of the dance floor.
"Mr. Gu, let's take off!"
Before Gu Shaohong could react, his left foot was stomped on heavily.
Amidst the excruciating pain, he looked at Wen Yao's innocent face, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died completely.
He forced a gentlemanly smile. "It's alright, I can help Mrs. Fu get acquainted with the place gradually."
Gu Shaohong smiled politely even after being stepped on first.
Gu Shaohong forced a smile after being stepped on a second time.
After being stepped on for the third time, the upward curve of Gu Shaohong's lips dwindled to just two pixels.
Gu Shaohong's face contorted in pain as he was stepped on the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth times.
After being stepped on for the tenth time... Gu Shaohong was about to collapse.
He's a foot fetishist, and he loves the way women look in high heels. Every mistress he keeps has a pair of beautiful feet, and when she wears high heels, she sways gracefully and is incredibly sexy.
Wen Yao looked stunning in high heels, perfectly matching his aesthetic.
But just because his aesthetic sense can be criticized doesn't mean his toes can withstand being poked and stepped on by stiletto heels!
Gu Shaohong was both angry and saddened—he suspected that he would become impotent whenever he saw beautiful high heels again.
The pain you feel today may last a lifetime.
Gu Shaohong wanted to abandon his gentlemanly manners and pride and simply leave Wen Yao behind on the dance floor.
But Wen Yao, though seemingly slender, was extremely strong, gripping his arm tightly and making it impossible for him to escape!
Seeing that Gu Shaohong wanted to escape, Wen Yao laughed even more happily. She was now a superhuman powered by the system, capable of fighting tigers hand-to-hand, so what was Gu Shaohong to her...?
You think you can escape her grasp? You can't escape an inch!
Wen Yao raised her voice in an affected, high-pitched tone, her bright eyes blinking slightly, "Mr. Gu, don't you want to continue dancing with me?"
"Ouch, no, tsk, it was a pleasure dancing with you." Gu Shaohong's face turned green as he was stepped on twice more while he was speaking. "But I'm feeling a little unwell right now, ouch, I want to leave the stage and rest for a while."
"Oh, I see!" Wen Yao was very understanding.
Gu Shaohong seemed to see a glimmer of hope, "So, can I..." leave?
Wen Yao grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "I'm not feeling well because I'm not exercising. The more I rest, the worse I feel."
"Come on, let's get moving!"
"Your back pain will subside in no time, your legs will stop hurting, and you'll feel energetic all over!"
As she spoke, Wen Yao pulled Gu Shaohong, who was about to faint from anger, and started spinning him around again.
For the sake of his own feet, Gu Shaohong no longer cared about whether it was a man's or woman's gait, abandoning all his carefree and unrestrained manner, and focusing all his attention on Wen Yao's footsteps.
She would move forward, and he would retreat, their bouncy movements turning the tango into a breakdance.
There's a unique "artistic" quality to the crackling sounds.
Almost no one in the audience was dancing seriously anymore; everyone's attention was focused on Wen Yao and Gu Shaohong.
The guests on the dance floor wanted to dance, but they could only restrain themselves, dancing and watching absentmindedly, relying solely on instinct to keep time.
The crowd outside the dance floor were no longer reserved; they stared wide-eyed at the incredible performance.
These wealthy and influential guests seemed to have forgotten about their status and dignity, exclaiming in surprise.
8848 is still diligently keeping time for Wen Yao, but now it's completely following the rhythm of the music. Gu Shaohong isn't the male lead, so it's too lazy to study his dance moves.
[Slide left and turn sideways!]
[Spin five times quickly!]
...
8848 rarely had such a good time. This was the first time it had successfully acted as Wen Yao's teacher. It obeyed every command perfectly, greatly satisfying its desire to teach.
[Almost done, let's finish with a high knee raise!]
Wen Yao glanced at Gu Shaohong, who was panting heavily and covered in sweat. She didn't think he had the strength to support her, so she would be the one to provide support!
Sigh, I'm still too kind.
Wen Yao sighed inwardly and kindly informed Gu Shaohong, "Mr. Gu, lift your leg high."
Gu Shaohong's forehead veins throbbed. "I'll kick you high, you idiot, you bastard, I'll..."
"Not cooperating?" Wen Yao revealed a charming smile and stomped her right foot hard.
Gu Shaohong was so frightened that he raised his left foot instantly.
Wen Yao lifted his left leg and gently pushed Gu Shaohong with her arm to make him complete a backbend.
At this moment, the power dynamics between men and women are different.
As the music stopped, Wen Yao and Gu Shaohong's movements also froze.
For some reason, the sound engineer didn't play the next dance track, and the entire room fell silent for a moment.
“Wow…”
Two or three seconds passed before the guests began to gasp in astonishment. They had always considered themselves upper-class people, but now they didn't know what else to say except "woc".
A socialite, realizing she had uttered a foul word, was somewhat embarrassed and quickly raised her hands to clap and cover up her slip of the tongue.
At first, the applause was sparse, but soon the whole audience burst into applause, which was as loud as thunder.
Amidst the deafening applause, Wen Yao calmly lowered Gu Shaohong's left leg, turned around, and bowed to the audience in thanks.
She looked at Gu Shaohong excitedly, her voice filled with emotion, "This applause is for us!"
"Mr. Gu, are you happy? We are the dance floor champions today!"
"We are the champions!"
The applause was for them? Gu Shaohong felt as if the death knell was tolling for him!
He was already on the verge of exploding, but with so many people watching, he couldn't bring himself to do anything to a woman.
Even though this woman is crazy.
Gu Shaohong's face turned from pale to red, like a chameleon. In the end, he forced a smile but couldn't say a word.
He was certain that if he opened his mouth, the profanities would flow like the Yellow River.
He can't bear the shame.
"Wow!" Wen Yao exclaimed in surprise, "There's actually a photographer documenting this over there!"
"Come on, Mr. Gu, let's strike a pose together!"
These words jolted Gu Shaohong awake. Someone must have recorded his dance today, and the thought of his disheveled appearance being leaked to the public was terrifying.
Gu Shaohong only wanted to kill.
How could he agree to take a picture with Wen Yao? But Wen Yao's hands were like steel, and he was just as unable to struggle as he had been on the dance floor before.
Damn it, that strong woman, he'll kill her sooner or later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
