Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 92 - 092. Mr. Mu, please dance with me.

Chapter 92: 092. Mr. Mu, please dance with me.

Su Zhengyu’s gaze blatantly lingered on the faintly visible pale softness of the woman, his fingers slowly caressing her waist, then moved closer to her ear, deliberately lowering his voice, "Guess what I’m thinking?"

The alcoholic warmth sprayed over, and Nan Wan just felt waves of nausea rolling inside her, her eyes cold, but a faint smile remained on her face.

Without answering, she exerted a bit of force, trying to move herself away, yet the arm around her lower back suddenly tightened, pulling her closer to him.

Su Zhengyu twisted a strand of hair by her ear, playing with it lazily and idly, a wicked look flashing in his eyes, "In these five minutes, I’ve been thinking nonsense, from whether I can get a room with you tonight, to how long a sentence for rape would be if you weren’t willing."

Nan Wan raised her eyes, the smile on her face becoming more brilliant, her voice a light mockery, "All this time, you still haven’t made any progress."

She was smiling, but the disdain in her eyes was also glaringly evident.

Su Zhengyu looked at the delicious prey already at the tip of his tongue, though annoyed by her attitude at the moment, he held back, after all, the feeling of being controlled by others is not very pleasant.

Pretending to suddenly remember something with surprise, "Oh, look at my memory..."

He pressed his body even closer, the curve of his lips rising more, "After tonight, it will be legitimate."

Nan Wan raised her hand, her index finger pushing against Su Zhengyu’s forehead, pushing his head away.

Then, without a sound, she shook off the arm clutching her waist, stepping back a little, smiling brightly, her eyes swirling with lazy allure, "Is that so..."

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Huo Yihan took a sip of champagne, elbowed Mu Jin Huan beside him, looking amusedly at the main character of tonight’s banquet who was flirting wantonly not far away, "What, are you going to wait until that Su takes her to bed before you snatch her away?"

Mu Jin Huan withdrew his gaze, his eyes calm and as he leisurely swirled the wine in his glass, "What’s the rush, is the wine bad or the show not good?"

Huo Yihan shrugged fearlessly, "I’m not in a hurry, it’s not me who’s about to have someone stolen."

Mu Jin Huan merely curled his lips, not responding.

The sound of the piano began to echo in the hall, drawing everyone’s eyes to the protagonists, awaiting their first dance of the night.

As expected, everyone saw Su Zhengyu slightly bowing, making a gentlemanly invitation gesture, just waiting for Nan Wan to extend her hand.

But at that moment, the reaction Nan Wan made was unexpected to everyone.

Including Su Zhengyu, including Nan Chengzhi.

There was an uproar.

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Mu Jin Huan stood under the magnificent lights, watching as she lifted her skirt, made her way through the crowd, and step by step walked toward him.

Her delicate face with a shallow dimple, lips slightly upturned, she was smiling, yet he seemed to see a wasteland within that smile.

The nude heels tapped on the floor, making a crisp ’click... click... click...’ sound, sharp and clear.

As she approached, the smell of alcohol in the air was gradually overshadowed by a fresh and elegant jasmine fragrance, lingering uniquely by his nose.

"Mr. Mu, please dance with me."

Her words were light, like a feather landing on the lake, unseen ripples spread out.

Yet loud enough for everyone to hear.

Mu Jin Huan handed his glass to Huo Yihan, then slightly bowed, extending his arm, his right palm facing up, his deep voice laced with a smile, "It’s an honor."

Su Zhengyu’s hand was still frozen in the air, watching Nan Wan smiling as she placed her hand in the palm of the man’s hand, in front of everyone’s eyes, entering the dance floor, her other hand climbing onto the man’s shoulder, dancing to the piano’s rhythm.

Su Gaode’s face turned ashen, his brows furrowed in anger and he shouted furiously, "Nan Chengzhi, what do you mean by this? Are you deliberately trying to embarrass our Su Family?"

With that, he was about to flick his sleeves and leave.

Nan Chengzhi, detached from the beautiful scene, quickly caught up to explain, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Mr. Su, don’t you understand what I mean?"

"Misunderstanding?" Su Gaode laughed coldly, "This is all out in the open, what misunderstanding can there be, look at what kind of person your daughter is, if it weren’t for our Zhengyu taking a shine to her, I wouldn’t agree to a marriage alliance with the Nan family?"

In such a venue, the guests attending all held significant status, and Mu Jin Huan, who was a generation younger, unabashedly slapped the Su family in the face in front of everyone.

The Mu Family’s prominence has been soaring recently, and the Su Family is simply no match for them, unable to retaliate nor could they swallow this, putting his old face to shame!

On the business side, Nan Family and Su Family are in a mutually beneficial relationship, Nan Wan marrying over, Su Gaode is promising cooperation between the two families, the Su Family would concede by half a point more, yet he made such harsh remarks, it’s clear he’s saying the Nan Family is curry favoring and appeasing.

Given this, this business alliance seems unnecessary.

Moreover, the current situation has become very clear, not to mention, compared to the Su Family, the Mu Family is obviously a much more desirable match.

If Nan Wan can marry into the Mu Family, it would be all gain and no loss for the Nan Family.

Nan Chengzhi’s face turned cold hearing such words, his earlier attitude completely reversing, "Mr. Su, isn’t speaking this way rather inappropriate?"

There’s no denying, the pair in the dance floor, one a mature and wealthy business elite, the other a top beauty angel in white, no matter how you look at it, they were a perfect match, and among the guests present, no one seemed to pair as well as they did.

Su Gaode grew angrier and angrier as he watched, his beard bristling with rage, "The cooperation between our two families, I think we need to reconsider."

Nan Chengzhi’s face remained placid, with no signs of urgency or fluster, "We are on the same level, mutually dependent and beneficial, Mr. Su, holding yourself so high, take care not to hurt yourself."

"You!"

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The murmured gossip around them seemed almost to overshadow the softly playing piano music.

The warmth of the large hand loosely placed on her lower back transmitted through the thin fabric, seeping into her skin.

Lingering in the air between her nostrils, it was the clean scent of the man, mixed with a faint hint of alcohol, making Nan Wan involuntarily want to escape.

But she could not.

Suddenly, she recalled many years ago, beneath the fiery red sunset, the campus’s albizia in full bloom, a senior from her faculty holding a guitar, standing below the dormitory, singing a popular song to confess to her, just to be caught by Nan Ze.

Nan Ze, after sizing the senior up and down, bluntly said three words, "You’re not it."

The senior was very unconvinced, and before being forcibly taken away by Nan Ze’s secretary, he had to find out the reason.

Nan Ze looked at her, smiling he said, "My sister, of course, has to marry the best man in Qing City."

Each word carrying the flamboyance and defiance only that age possesses.