She heard rapid breathing right next to her ear and couldn't help but turn around in surprise. Her daughter, Sun Weirui, was staring at Li Yang, who was dancing passionately with Anya, with complicated expressions. Her gaze was sometimes resentful, sometimes angry, and sometimes full of surprise.
She couldn't help but sigh, "What a tragedy! What am I going to do?"
But what about that heavy breathing?
She followed her instincts and looked over, then froze in surprise.
The girl in front of him had a flushed face like a red egg, her hands clasped tightly to her heart, her eyes burning as she stared intently at Li Yang, who was dancing, without blinking or blinking.
Those heavy breaths were exhaled from her delicate nose; if it were the dead of winter in an open square, those two breaths would almost be mistaken for demonic energy.
Su Qingchi's eyes widened immediately. Could it be that the Fang family's daughter had also gone mad?
Chaos! Utter chaos! Su Qingchu covered her head with her hands, in agony.
The song ended.
Even the most beautiful flowers will eventually wither, and even the most beautiful dance will eventually come to an end.
The bar fell silent instantly. Everyone's movements stopped abruptly with the music, and they froze, completely absorbed in the music, unable to break free for a moment, standing there in all sorts of strange poses.
Li Yang and An Yi were entwined in a passionate embrace. Li Yang's hands rested loosely on An Ya's peach-shaped buttocks, but the distance between them was so small that even a hair couldn't fit between them; it was practically the same as pressing against them. An Ya's arms embraced Li Yang's neck, her chest rising high, almost pressed intimately against his chest. Their lower bodies were even more intimate, their groins almost touching. Their legs were crossed, an act of unparalleled sensuality!
"Wow—it's so beautiful! Can I get your autograph?" A scream suddenly rang out in the otherwise silent bar. A white cloud appeared in front of Li Yang in a flash. Fang Kexin's apple-shaped face was flushed red as she tugged at her white dress, asking Li Yang to sign it.
However, Li Yang glanced at Su Miaomiao with a half-smile. Others might not have heard it, but he clearly heard Su Miaomiao scream along with Fang Kexin, and her whole body even trembled uncontrollably. Looking at her burning and excited eyes, Li Yang could naturally guess what she was thinking.
However, the instant Fang Kexin rushed out, she immediately broke free from her previous state of mind, regained her senses, and forcefully pressed down on her heels, which were about to leave the ground.
But his face flushed red in an instant, and he lowered his head, muttering without daring to look up. He gripped the wine glass tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning slightly white.
"No problem!" Li Yang nodded, looking at Fang Kexin's cute face. The waiter promptly handed him a pen and, with a flourish, signed his name, Li Yang, on her chest. The strokes were powerful and masculine, full of vigor. However, his little finger, while signing, intentionally or unintentionally, tapped Fang Kexin's pert chest.
Fang Kexin's cheeks flushed even more, her eyes watery, but she assumed Li Yang had touched her unintentionally. Why did she have to be so impulsive and have such courage?
"Wow—your handwriting is so beautiful! It's even better than those calligraphers!" Fang Kexin smiled happily as she looked at the signature, her eyes curving into crescents.
"I guess he just practiced his name a lot. Anyone can write those few characters in their name for decades and it won't be bad!" Su Miaomiao had just lost her composure, and her feelings towards Li Yang suddenly became complicated. But being proud and peacock-like, she dared not let a little kid like Li Yang make her dizzy and lose her advantage.
Chapter 527: Capturing Su Miaomiao
Taking the opportunity, he looked up and mocked Li Yang, wanting to get revenge.
Gao Qingmei glanced at her aunt and thought to herself, "Auntie, although I support what you say, his handwriting is indeed very good."
Li Yang smiled faintly, deciding not to argue with Su Miaomiao any further. Sometimes, a man should give way to a woman.
Su Miaomiao's lips curled up slightly, seemingly a little smug, easing the awkwardness from before and regaining her haughty queenly aura.
"Let's put my calligraphy aside for now. How about we dance together?" Li Yang invited Su Miaomiao with a smile.
"..." Su Miaomiao was speechless, but she couldn't go back on her word.
She had no choice but to put the wine glass back with a sullen face, walk up to Li Yang, and remain silent with a sullen face.
Although she didn't say a word, her gesture clearly told everyone that she had agreed to dance with Li Yang.
Su Wenzheng, who had been hiding at the door observing the commotion inside the bar, was so excited he didn't even know who he was anymore. He was completely dumbfounded, and his admiration for Li Yang was like a never-ending, surging river.
Li Yang's hand trembled slightly as he held Su Miaomiao's graceful and alluring figure. It was so soft and elastic that his heart began to race uncontrollably.
A faint fragrance wafts through my nostrils; one inhale and I feel refreshed.
The music started playing, the rhythm was soothing, and suddenly it was no longer MJ's energetic music, but a tender love song.
Such a tender love song can only be danced in a slow, close-up manner. Li Yang secretly praised him, thinking, "This guy is so thoughtful, he chose a good song."
Su Miaomiao was secretly embarrassed and annoyed. After the party, she would definitely make Su Wenzheng fire the guy who played the music. He had no sense at all. Why didn't he play a shorter and more orthodox piece of music? Such an ambiguous song just made that kid so smug.
Li Yang was indeed very pleased and content.
Ignoring the envious and jealous gazes of countless people around him, he unceremoniously grabbed Su Miaomiao's slender waist, which had never been defiled by any man, instantly shattering the goddess image in the hearts of countless men. They all closed their eyes, unable to accept the fact before them, unable to witness their goddess being held by another man and dancing such an ambiguous and intimate dance. It was as if a knife was being stabbed into their hearts.
Li Yang finished the dance with lingering enjoyment, but just as it was about to end, he gently touched her peach-shaped buttocks.
"You—" Su Miaomiao's face turned pale with anger, but she dared not exclaim.
Because Li Yang's movements were extremely subtle, he only lowered the angle when he withdrew his hand, placing one finger lower and tracing it across her buttocks.
If she hadn't exclaimed, no one would have noticed.
"My dancing skills are still enough to satisfy you, aren't they?" Li Yang said with a mischievous grin, emphasizing the word "satisfy".
"You wait!" Su Miaomiao threatened in a low voice, then turned and left, not going back to her seat, but heading straight for the main entrance.
"Second sister, don't go! I haven't finished my business yet!" Su Wenzheng said, his face full of distress.
"You just watch him ruin your sister and then promote your prostitute? What do you take me for?" Su Miaomiao stared coldly at Su Wenzheng and said in a chilling voice.
"I... I dare not! I... I didn't know it would turn out like this!" Su Wenzheng broke out in a cold sweat and said nervously.
"Hmph! Don't worry, your courtesan status won't be diminished!" Su Miaomiao snorted coldly, turned around and left without stopping.
As soon as Su Miaomiao left, some people wanted to slip away, feeling that there was no point in staying any longer.
But when they saw Li Yang casually walking towards the icy beauty, their interest was piqued again, and they stopped in their tracks, wanting to see Li Yang make a fool of himself!
After all, this icy beauty had not only been rejected by Anya, but also received numerous offers of money from wealthy men. She remained unmoved, sitting quietly and occasionally taking a small sip of tea.