One after another, it seemed like it was about to jump out of my chest.
His delicate facial features and contours looked more noble and charming under the light. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she actually saw a soft smile in his narrow eyes.
Xia Xiwan walked up to the podium step by step and came to him.
The two people looked at each other, and Lu Hanting bent down like a gentleman, "Can I ask you to dance?"
Xia Xiwan's snow-white earlobes were a little red. She nodded, and then handed her little hand to him.
Lu Hanting held her soft little hand in his big palm and led her to the dance floor.
Beautiful music sounded in the hall. Lu Hanting put his arm around Xia Xiwan's fragrant shoulders, and inserted his other hand into her delicate white fingertips, interlocking with hers.
Everyone in the banquet hall looked at the couple dancing on the dance floor with envy.
Now, although Xia Xiwan's face is not outstanding, her figure is slender and graceful, and her temperament is unparalleled, like a fairy descending from the earth.
Lu Hanting is tall and dignified, and is the most shining protagonist tonight. He dances with Xia Xiwan, and the scene is as beautiful as a sand painting.
Shangguan Mi'er looked at the two dancing gracefully, with a dull expression on her face and eyes full of disbelief.
No, things shouldn't develop like this. Is this a surprise? No, this is a shock!
What happened?
Shangguan Mier looked at Xia Xiwan on the dance floor. Xia Xiwan had the aristocratic blood of the ancient Lanlou Kingdom flowing in her bones and blood. When she danced, she was confident, generous, graceful and charming.
Every step and rhythm follows Lu Hanting smoothly and fits him perfectly.
Shangguan Mi'er had been practicing her dance moves hard for today. She originally thought that she would shine brightly and attract everyone's attention, making Xia Xiwan and other celebrities jealous, but she turned out to be a big joke!
Shangguan Mi'er felt like a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out!
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On the dance floor, Xia Xiwan could already feel Shangguan Mier's envious and jealous gaze. She raised her bright eyes and looked at Lu Hanting, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Lu Hanting looked at her dark, clear eyes, his eyes wandering, and he pursed his thin lips, "What are you referring to?"
"Mr. Lu, are you going to tell me that the lucky number 19 is just a coincidence?" Xia Xiwan asked.
Lu Hanting didn't have any emotions and didn't speak.
It was obvious that he didn't want to tell her.
In other words, he didn't want to talk to her.
Xia Xiwan thought he was weird. Now he was treating her coldly and indifferently, as if she had done something wrong and hurt him.
Xia Xiwan discovered that Lu Hanting was very uncertain three years later. She had no idea what she had done to offend him again.
"Mr. Lu, did you save me that day at Prince Jiuling's Mansion?"
Originally, Xia Xiwan had given up hope in him when she saw him and Shangguan Mi'er entangled together, but he unexpectedly reserved her number plate, and she quickly rekindled her hope. She had an intuition,
He already recognized her.
Moreover, there was something unusual between him and Guan Mi'er, so Xia Xiwan was a little suspicious of what he had planned.
Lu Hanting's cold eyes fell on Xia Xiwan's clear eyes, and then he slowly drew a sarcastic arc on his thin lips, "I saved you, are you disappointed?"
"...Lu Hanting, if you have anything to say, just say it. Why are you so angry?" Xia Xiwan frowned.
Lu Hanting snorted in his heart. Whenever he thought of the phone call she made to Su Xi at Prince Jiuling's Mansion, a gloomy anger surged through his muscular chest.