The exciting Rumba, which was arguably unfit for the upper-class society, was nevertheless executed passionately by Si Yiyan and Wen Xinya, which made everyone present extremely stunned.
Their gazes followed their eye-dazzling motions as everyone wished they had more than a pair of eyes each, their heartbeats moved in tandem with the heart-throbbing music, their breaths became oddly warm, and their bodies heated up with those of the dancing couple as their enchanting dance steps attacked everyone’s hearts.
Passion, excitement, romance, and loyalty…
Were thoroughly expressed through this dance.
It stunned many of those present that a dance could display such qualities, but they truly felt that way.
Xu Zhenyu held a glass of red wine in his hand. The rich color of the red wine looked exquisitely charming in the glowing hall. His gaze was locked onto the stage, on the wildly intertwining dance steps and bodies, as he suddenly leaned back and polished the glass of red wine.
Everyone gave Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan their blessings at today’s engagement party!
He gave them his blessings too!
Xu Zhenyu placed the empty Czechoslovakia-made crystal glass on the tray of a server, turned, and left the engagement hall.
Han Mofeng, who was standing beside him, couldn’t care less about continuing to watch the dance on-stage and hurriedly stuffed the glass of red wine in his hand to the server and ran after him.
“Xu-er, hey, wait up. Why are you walking so quickly…”
Such a puzzling act made Han Mofeng extremely anxious. He couldn’t care less about his image as he started shouting loudly. Thankfully, there weren’t many people around—besides servers and staff walking past, there was nobody else.
Xu Zhenyu frowned slightly, his cool face showing a tinge of impatience. “Why are you following me?”
It was too noisy at the hall and he had wanted to be alone, without the disturbance of others, including his buddies who had been through thick and thin with him since they were young.
Han Mofeng ran up to his side and started shouting, “Where else should I be besides following you? Xu-er, you’re too ungentlemanly. It’s Xinya’s engagement party today. Even if you’re unhappy, you can’t just leave halfway through it. Afterward, how are you going to explain to Xinya? Don’t let Ninth Si look down on you.”
As he spoke, he reached his hand to drag Xu Zhenyu’s arm.
Xu Zhenyu flung Han Mofeng’s hand away and tidied up the creases in his shirt where he grabbed. “I think you’ve misunderstood. I just wanted to go to the washroom and smoke a cigarette. Who told you I was leaving?”
Saying which, he sneered at Han Mofeng. It had been so many years and he was still so dumb.
He, Xu Zhenyu, was from the People’s Liberation Army, one of the youngest colonels in China. In the Northwest, he had once been known as the king of the battlefield and the army that he led as the “Wolves of the Northwest”. He had never failed a mission.
In his entire lifetime, he hadn’t been afraid of anyone before!
In this lifetime, he had never been a wimp!
(Colonel, are you sure that you weren’t a wimp? Otherwise, how could Wen Xinya become someone else’s?)
(Damn, I wasn’t a colonel yet then, was I? It doesn’t count! Doesn’t count!)
He wouldn’t desert his army! That was a traitor’s behavior! Unforgivable.
Han Mofeng was stunned for a while before realizing that this was indeed the path that led to the hall’s backstage. He couldn’t help but cough awkwardly, walked up, and put an arm over Xu Zhenyu’s shoulder, looking all chummy with him. “Oh, you’re going to the washroom. That’s coincidental, let’s go together.”
Xu Zhenyu glared at this hand which didn’t know better and said harshly, “Let go!”
Yes, he wanted to go to the washroom. However, it didn’t mean that he wanted to go together with Han Mofeng.
Han Mofeng giggled and pulled Xu Zhenyu’s shoulder in. “I want to go to the washroom too. Let’s go together!”
Xu Zhenyu grabbed Han Mofeng’s arm around his shoulder and flung it towards the ground. He moved quickly and ruthlessly, almost in the blink of an eye.
“Ah—” Han Mofeng growled and fell flat on the ground.
Xu Zhenyu shot an unsympathetic gaze at him and walked right over him. He was indeed feeling rather unhappy about Wen Xinya’s engagement and had been holding it in. Since someone offered himself to be assaulted, how could he not do so?
Thus, Xu-er, you’re actually also evil!
Han Mofeng’s weak heart filled with friendship was thoroughly damaged by Xu Zhenyu’s devastating act. “Xu-er, you’re so heartless. I was just worried about you doing something foolish in a moment of folly and wanted to console you. Otherwise, who cares about whether you live or die.” As he spoke, he got up from the ground and supported his waist with his hand. “Tsk. Damn. How ruthless.”
Saying which, he still went after him without giving up.
At this point, Xu Zhenyu was leaning on the wall of the washroom breathing in and heaving smoke. There were already two cigarette stubs in the trash bin beside him. “Did I hit you too lightly just now?”
Han Mofeng ignored him, snatched the cigarette in his hand, and puffed it himself. “I say you’re indeed too wimpy, actually hiding in the washroom looking all grief-stricken. Who said you have gotten over her?”
Han Mofeng was indeed rather worried about Xu Zhenyu. He knew more clearly than anyone just how deeply Xu Zhenyu felt for Wen Xinya. Previously, when Wen Xinya and Ninth Si’s relationship went public, Xu-er almost couldn’t take it. Thankfully, he made it through and had gradually let her go over the years. However, he knew that he was still thinking about her.
Xu Zhenyu lit another cigarette and placed it into his mouth. “Who said I’m being a wimp? I’m just addicted to smoking.”
Indeed, Xu Zhenyu couldn’t let Wen Xinya go. He often dreamed of her, always gritted his teeth, shouted Wen Xinya that “little bitch”, and kept asking himself why he was still thinking about this woman and couldn’t let her go.
Today, Wen Xinya got engaged. Indeed, he was secretly hurt. The loving scene of her and Ninth Si attacked his heart incessantly and he couldn’t quite take it.
Han Mofeng laughed openly and said, “You’re still refusing to admit it. In this world, there are many people who are grief-stricken due to Wen Xinya—you’re not the only one.”
Just now, in the hall, he saw the way Zhong Rufeng stared at Wen Xinya amidst the crowd, looking so depressed that he wasn’t much better off than Xu-er. Zhong Rufeng had been going after Wen Xinya for three years and secretly liked her for eight years. Unfortunately, Wen Xinya was destined to only be Ninth Si’s.
Xu Zhenyu suddenly stood up straight.
Han Mofeng dodged in defense and looked at him suspiciously. “What are you going to do?”
Xu Zhenyu gave him a cold glance. “Pee!”
