Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 195 - 195 191 Shen Yan Takes the Initiative to Invite to Dance

195: Chapter 191: Shen Yan Takes the Initiative to Invite to Dance 195: Chapter 191: Shen Yan Takes the Initiative to Invite to Dance Listening to the deafening shouts of Ye Fan’s name at the edge of his ear, Xiao Yichen’s face contorted with rage.

He complained and cursed Zhou Hongzhi under his breath for not being able to handle even a trivial matter while he seethed with jealousy and hatred towards Ye Fan to the point of insanity.

If not for that kid Ye Fan, it would have been me, Xiao Yichen, singing on stage with Shen Yan, and it would be my name, Xiao Yichen, that everyone was frantically shouting!

Ye Fan, you’re nothing but a worthless ex-soldier, yet you dare to steal the honor, applause, and cheers that rightfully belong to me—I want you dead without a place to be buried!!!

If there were no Ye Fan, it would be me standing on that stage right now, how thrilling that would be.

He couldn’t help but start fantasizing again, only to be immediately snapped back to reality, his hatred and resentment deepening even more.

In fact, Zhou Hongzhi was also feeling quite frustrated.

After all his efforts mobilizing his friends and promising them many benefits for their full cooperation, all they did was cause a little trouble before the concert that was instantly suppressed by Ye Fan, Dongfang Yunqi, and Shen Yan, and then they did absolutely nothing.

Not only that, but he also found that those friends were now shouting Ye Fan’s name along with the crowd, having betrayed him at the last moment.

After roughly two minutes of shouting, as the noise began to subside, Shen Yan, who had been bowing in thanks, took the microphone and spoke.

“Thank you everyone for your love and support, thank you!

Thanks!”

As Shen Yan spoke, the shouting finally ceased, and everyone quietly watched her.

“As Mr.

Ye Fan and I receive your enthusiastic applause, I’d like to invite you to also give a round of applause for our Master Qinggang, Miao Jian.” Shen Yan held the microphone in one hand and with her tall, slender body slightly turned towards the piano, she raised her left hand with the palm facing up towards Miao Jian, “This song was a collaboration between myself, Mr.

Ye Fan, and Mr.

Miao Jian, and would not have been performed as well without either one of us.”

Miao Jian turned to face the audience and stood up at the right moment.

“Applause…”

A warm round of applause broke out.

Miao Jian, slightly excited, bowed and expressed his thanks to the audience.

As the applause ebbed, Shen Yan timely introduced, “Mr.

Miao Jian is a renowned pianist in our country, honored with many awards, including the silver prize in the world’s most prestigious Chopin International Piano Competition.”

Ye Fan watched Shen Yan’s actions and nodded to himself, thinking, “It seems Shen Yan’s achievements are not just because of her moving voice and beautiful appearance, she’s also a clearheaded and exquisite person.”

After introducing Miao Jian, Shen Yan turned to face Ye Fan, gave a slight nod of her head, then gracefully raised her delicate hand towards him.

Ye Fan immediately understood and reached out, lightly holding Shen Yan’s soft and smooth hand, and then they walked off the podium together.

Coming off the podium, Dongfang Yunqi approached with a smile on his face, taking Shen Yan’s hand and said happily, “Yanyan, your performance just now was so successful.

This is the first time I’ve felt the power of a song’s charm.”

Then, she turned to face Ye Fan, who had let go of Shen Yan’s hand and stepped aside, and praised him with a beaming smile, “Ye Fan, I had no idea you were such an incredible singer, nearly matching Yanyan.

Yanyan really has an eye for talent!”

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Ye Fan’s resolute face and deep, ocean-like eyes, clearly taking an interest in him.

“Hehe, Miss Dongfang, you flatter me,” Ye Fan chuckled and shook his head, “Compared to Yanyan, I fall far short.

The reason it sounded like I sang well just now is all because Yanyan let me sing the chorus part.

She had prepped the audience’s mood and atmosphere so well that as long as I didn’t sing out of tune, the effect was guaranteed.”

Shen Yan said with a smile, “Still, you need to have enough skill.

Ye Fan, stop being so modest.

Your talent and flair deserve all the praise.”

While Ye Fan, Shen Yan, and Dongfang Yunqi were chatting and laughing away, the elegant and melodious piano music continued to flow through the hall.

Apart from a handful of people who, out of sheer interest, watched Ye Fan and the others chat from a distance of a few meters, a considerable number of guests had already paired up and started dancing in the middle of the hall, following the music.

Shen Yan turned slightly and glanced at the dance floor.

She was in a great mood today, plus she had something private to say to Ye Fan.

Thus, with a smile, she said to Ye Fan, “Ye Fan, let’s dance.”

With that, she extended her delicate hand toward him, gesturing for him to take it.

When Dongfang Yunqi personally heard Shen Yan actually taking the initiative to invite Ye Fan to dance, she couldn’t help but be shocked.

She hadn’t known Shen Yan for long, but the well-connected Dongfang Yunqi had already figured out that not only was Shen Yan not the type to be casual with people, she was rather fastidious and would not easily shake hands with a man, let alone dance intimately with one.

So, how could she not be surprised when she heard Shen Yan actually invite Ye Fan to dance?

“Hehe, this is my utmost honor,” Ye Fan said with a smile, and, like a gentleman, he bent slightly to take Shen Yan’s soft, boneless hand.

They both excused themselves to Dongfang Yunqi and then headed toward the dance floor together.

When everyone saw Ye Fan taking Shen Yan by the hand and walking toward the dance floor, their eyes widened in envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Especially those who had been watching Ye Fan, Shen Yan, and Dongfang Yunqi chatting; although they couldn’t hear their conversation, it was clear from their actions that it was Shen Yan who had taken the initiative to invite Ye Fan to dance.

“Ssss—” They couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air, exclaiming, “Ye Fan’s charm is really immense, to actually get Shen Yan to invite him to dance, it’s unbelievable.”

You see, Shen Yan was well-known in her public image for being as pure as ice and jade, like the untouchable Songstress of Purity.

In a secluded corner of the hall, Xiao Yichen and Zhou Hongzhi were sitting together, discussing something.

Suddenly, Zhou Hongzhi pointed ahead and cried out in astonishment, “Look, that punk Ye Fan is actually going to dance with Shen Yan!”

Xiao Yichen couldn’t help but turn his head in the direction Zhou Hongzhi was pointing, and sure enough, he saw the tall, slim, beautiful, ethereal Shen Yan with her pure and icy hand gently grasped by Ye Fan, moving towards the dance floor.

At that moment, Xiao Yichen’s face twisted with anger.

If it weren’t for that punk Ye Fan, he would have been the one under everyone’s gaze, holding Shen Yan’s delicate hand.

“Bitch!” Xiao Yichen spat venomously through clenched teeth.

Zhou Hongzhi and the others were stunned.

Ye Fan was obviously a man, so why was Xiao Yichen cursing him as a bitch?

“What?” They couldn’t help but ask.

Xiao Yichen darkly gritted his teeth and said, “Shen Yan is the bitch, the cheap tramp!

She lacks self-respect, always pretending to be high and mighty!”

“…” Zhou Hongzhi and the others were left speechless.

We’re supposed to hate Ye Fan to the bone, but why is he cursing Shen Yan, our goddess, instead?

Shouldn’t he be saying something like a fresh flower stuck on cow dung or a good cabbage taken over by a pig?