Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 782: 778 Intimate Dance

Chapter 782: Chapter 778 Intimate Dance

After the dance had ended, Ye Fan gentlemanly led Wang Ruolin by her delicate hand out of the dance floor. Wang Ruolin’s pretty face, eyes, and eyebrows were all smiling. She had had a great time waltzing with Ye Fan and, under his skilled technique and strong movements, she felt she could dance the waltz freely. She felt as delighted as a fish in water, a pleasure she had never experienced before.

Having left the dance floor, Zhao Shuaijiang, Tang Mingyi, and the others had already found dance partners and gone off to dance.

“Brother Ye, you dance really well,” Wang Ruolin said with a smile, facing Ye Fan, “It’s the first time I’ve felt that waltzing could be so comfortable.”

“Hehe, you’re also very skilled,” Ye Fan replied with a smile.

At that moment, a waitress was passing by with a tray of red wine. Ye Fan reached out, took a glass, and offered it to Wang Ruolin, who accepted it with a smile. As she took the glass, her fingers brushed against Ye Fan’s. But it was nothing, after all, he had been holding her hand while they danced.

Ye Fan then took another glass of red wine, and the two of them clinked glasses with a smile and took a sip.

With a sip of red wine, a blush rose on Wang Ruolin’s pretty face, and she looked at Ye Fan, half-joking and half-coquettish, “Brother Ye, I still want to dance.”

“Then let’s dance another one,” Ye Fan said with a smile, feeling good today and not minding dancing a few more times. Dancing was not tiring for him anyway.

“Hee hee, thank you, Brother Ye,” Wang Ruolin said excitedly.

After saying that, she didn’t wait for Ye Fan the gentleman to take her hand, but instead grabbed Ye Fan’s hand and walked towards the dance floor.

Ye Fan smiled lightly and followed Wang Ruolin back onto the dance floor.

Meanwhile, a few meters away, Hu Jing stopped her steps with a frown and stamped her foot in frustration. She had just seen Ye Fan finish a dance, and quickly she too had concluded a dance with a handsome young man. After the dance floor, and after politely exchanging a few words with the young man, she had started walking towards Ye Fan, hoping to invite him to dance.

However, she was too dazzling tonight.

Whenever she was free, there were other young gentlemen approaching to invite her to dance.

After politely declining, she finally managed to get closer to Ye Fan.

Unfortunately, a few meters short, Ye Fan had been pulled back into the dance floor by Wang Ruolin.

As Hu Jing stopped walking, and watched Ye Fan being pulled into the dance floor by the smiling Wang Ruolin, other young gentlemen immediately surrounded her to ask for a dance.

But she wasn’t in the mood to dance anymore. Claiming she was tired from the dancing earlier, she declined them all and then turned to sit down on a sofa near the wall to rest.

Frankly, since she had entered the party hall, she hadn’t stopped for a second, dealing with the group of young gentlemen circling around her, her mind whirring, and she was indeed a bit tired.

As for Ye Fan and Wang Ruolin, they re-entered the dance floor, got into position, and danced gracefully.

This time during the dance, Wang Ruolin intentionally stayed closer to Ye Fan.

The two chatted quietly while dancing, and Hu Jing, watching from the side, felt they were too intimate.

She clearly saw that during a turn, Wang Ruolin purposefully stiffened her body, rubbing against Ye Fan.

“What ‘white, rich, and beautiful’ official second generation miss, still using little tricks to seduce Ye Fan?” Hu Jing pouted with a touch of jealousy and her sexy, red lips.

When the dance was about halfway through, Wang Ruolin intentionally steered the conversation towards boyfriends and girlfriends, then asked, “Brother Ye, do you have a girlfriend?”

“Yes, I do,” Ye Fan said.

Wang Ruolin heard this and couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed, but it was also expected—how could such an excellent man not have a girlfriend?

“Oh,” she responded, “How come you didn’t bring your sister-in-law out to meet us?”

Ye Fan responded with a faint smile, “She’s not part of your circle. And she doesn’t really like complex social interactions.”

He was referring to Lu Xiaoman.

“Your sister-in-law must be very beautiful and gentle, right?” Wang Ruolin asked tentatively.

Ye Fan’s face showed a tender smile, and he nodded in agreement, “Mhm.”

Seeing Ye Fan’s reaction, Wang Ruolin shelved her scheming thoughts and shifted the topic to something else.

Finally, after completing another dance, Ye Fan held Wang Ruolin’s hand and walked her down from the dance floor to a sofa to rest.

While the two sat chatting, Hu Jing walked over with graceful steps.

“Ye Fan, Miss Ruolin.” Hu Jing approached Ye Fan, smiling and calling out to both Ye Fan and Wang Ruolin.

Ye Fan and Wang Ruolin looked up and smiled in response.

The three were friends with each other, so there wasn’t much need for formalities. Hu Jing casually sat down next to Ye Fan on the other side.

“Hehe, Hu, the great beauty, you’ve been quite the spectacle tonight,” Ye Fan said, turning his head to Hu Jing with a smile.

Wang Ruolin also smiled and said, “Indeed, it makes me envious.”

In reality, although Wang Ruolin was not as beautiful and charming as Hu Jing, her societal status and background ensured her popularity was not any less. However, as a regular at Yun Qi Club, people in the circle were familiar with her, and many gentlemen had shown interest. But since she wasn’t interested in them, they couldn’t cling to her and had to look for other targets.

Hu Jing was just the opposite; she didn’t often attend the club’s parties and was seen as a fresh face, gorgeous and seductively charming. Her ordinary background made her very exciting for the gentlemen, who eagerly thought she was within easy reach.

In such parties with the undertone of socializing, most men instinctively put effort into women perceived both as beautiful, sexy, and easily attainable.

“Hehe, they’re just curious because I’m a newcomer,” Hu Jing responded to Wang Ruolin with a modest smile.

She wasn’t the type to be empty-headed. Rising in the corporate world to become a manager in a crucial department like HR, she was shrewd and capable. Therefore, she was well aware of why she was especially popular, and she wasn’t blinded by vanity.

The conversation between the three then turned to general small talk.

After chatting for about fifteen minutes, Hu Jing finally asked Ye Fan for a dance.

Of course, Ye Fan immediately accepted Hu Jing’s invitation to dance.

Standing up, Hu Jing apologized to Wang Ruolin, “I’m sorry, I’m going to dance with Ye Fan. Please excuse me.”

“Go ahead,” Wang Ruolin said with a smile. She knew Ye Fan was good friends with Hu Jing, and it would be strange if they didn’t dance together at a party.

Ye Fan took Hu Jing’s delicate hand and walked toward the dance floor. Suddenly, he felt a slight tickle in his palm and couldn’t help but turn to glance at Hu Jing, who gave him a sly smile without showing a trace.

It turned out, Hu Jing’s hand, which Ye Fan was lightly holding, wasn’t behaving—it was secretly scratching the palm of his hand.

All Ye Fan could do was smile helplessly at this.

Finally, the two took their positions on the dance floor.

As he faced Hu Jing in their starting position, Ye Fan distinctly felt many jealous gazes on him.

His intuition was correct; as Hu Jing entered the dance floor, indeed, many men were watching.