Chapter 17: The Cocktail Party, Inviting Him to Dance

The car pulled directly up to the entrance of the Silver Bay living room. Ning Qing stood on the steps under the eaves, holding an umbrella.

“Thank you first.”

Shen Muyan put her coat aside, the car door creaked, and a gust of wind suddenly swept in. Fortunately, Ning Qing had a blanket that she quickly put on.

“Mm.” Qin Yanzhou hummed in response, never turning his head.

After the car circled the fountain, seeing no sign of him, Shen Muyan returned to the living room.

Night gradually deepened, the slanted light slashed across the glass, creating a jumbled and intersecting reflection.

The mist from the bath was hazy and ethereal, like a fairy. The air was filled with the scent of roses. Shen Muyan leaned against the edge of the round bathtub, her red wine glass swaying slightly.

Her tailbone lazily curled up, lazy and elegant.

Her delicate butterfly bones were adorned with a few crimson rose petals.

Ever since she came back, her mood had been a little complicated. Whether she opened her eyes or closed them, she saw Qin Yanzhou’s face. It was as bright as moonlight, yet also like a bone-chilling demon, both captivating and alluring.

Another Illness

Shen Muyan put down her wine glass and touched her forehead, afraid that she was a little drunk.

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The list of companies participating in the development of the No. 1 leather project had been confirmed. Shen Qing rushed over from Hong Kong to hold the fort and host the celebration banquet.

But the purpose was not only to celebrate the success, but also to introduce his daughter, Shen Muyan, to the famous people in Shanghai, and to hand over the full responsibility for the development of the Shen family in Shanghai to her.

The lights were bright and dazzling, making the interior as bright as day. The guests were all dressed in their finest attire, a gathering of the elite.

Wealth and luxury were intoxicating, and the fine wine was heady.

This was Shen Muyan’s first time attending this kind of business banquet as the main host. She gracefully held a glass of champagne and accompanied her father in toasting various business partners.

She was very focused, silently memorizing names and faces.

“Yan Yan, Qin will be here later, remember to personally toast him.”

“The No. 1 leather project was able to proceed so smoothly, they must have helped.”

Half an hour later, Shen Qing took Shen Muyan aside and gave her detailed instructions. He was very pleased with his daughter’s growth, but he always tried not to show it too obviously, for fear of making her arrogant.

“Actually, I’ve only met Mr. Qin once, and he did help.” Shen Muyan’s voice was even gentler when she spoke Cantonese.

At this moment, in the distance, a figure as noble as a crane appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.

His narrow and sharp eyes swept over the guests who were chatting and laughing, and finally landed on the edge of the circle, to be precise, on Shen Muyan.

Her style today was different. Her wine-red velvet halter dress shimmered under the lights like silk, her skin was like jade, her waist was slender and graceful, her black hair and red lips, her long hair was slightly curled and draped lazily over her back.

She was chatting with her father, Shen Qing, looking exquisite and beautiful like a painting.

“Mr. Qin.”

Shen Muyan glanced sideways, just in time to meet his gaze that was scrutinizing her.

She smiled at him, her smile as bright as the sun. As she walked towards him, her skirt swayed, like a lotus blossom.

The smile on Shen Qing’s face softened slightly. He and Qin Yanzhou were of the same generation, and the last time they had competed with each other in business, it had been a stalemate.

Qin Yanzhou was like his father in appearance, but his abilities far surpassed him.

“Uncle Shen.”

Qin Yanzhou had quite a bit of interaction with Shen’s elders. A waiter came over with wine, and Qin Yanzhou picked up a glass of red wine and toasted first, speaking in Cantonese, his voice was soft and seductive, very pleasant to listen to.

Shen Muyan stood to the side and didn’t speak. At this moment, she felt that she was even more junior.

Qin Yanzhou was at ease in his conversation with her father, while she felt a bit awkward.

“Sister, this gentleman was sent over by someone, please take care of him.” Another waiter came in with a bouquet of crimson red roses, the card on the bouquet was written in elegant cursive English, with the signature – Chen.

Her father and Qin Yanzhou were still talking, Shen Muyan was a little helpless.

She turned her head, and the person who had invited her raised his glass and nodded towards her.

“No, I don’t have time.” Shen Muyan decisively refused, without even touching the roses.

A chill swept across Qin Yanzhou’s eyes, he lightly glanced in the direction of the person who had sent the roses, his gaze swept across the man’s face, causing the man to feel a hint of mockery.

Shen Qing had to answer a phone call, so he left Shen Muyan to accompany Qin Yanzhou.

“Mr. Qin, I’m not very good at drinking.” Shen Muyan was very honest, she twirled the champagne in her glass, it didn’t change anything anyway.

“That’s honest.” In this kind of business gathering, Qin Yanzhou didn’t drink much either, he had only taken a sip just now out of courtesy. He took the champagne from Shen Muyan’s hand and placed it next to his own glass.

Then he asked: “Can you dance?”

She raised her eyebrows slightly, Shen Muyan could clearly see the ink-like darkness in his eyes, mixed with a playful look.

“Can I ask you for a dance?”

Without backing down, she slightly tiptoed and leaned towards his face, her fragrance was alluring and intoxicating, her exquisite face like a painting, truly irresistible.

“Alright.”

The noble and indifferent Qin Yanzhou, his breathing was disrupted for a moment, but in an instant, he regained his composure.

The music of the pool was soft and melodious, and when the song ended, Shen Muyan took the initiative to reach out, playfully blinking.

His hand, well-maintained and soft, was warm and cool when she held it.

The red halter dress was custom-made, cinching in her slender waist. His palm was warm, his fingers were long and slender, and when they landed on her waist, they fit perfectly.

Shen Muyan suddenly lost her rhythm, she was truly shy, but she dared to show it and forced herself to hold on.

“Don’t be distracted.”

“I’m not.”

“Your mouth.”

Qin Yanzhou guessed that Shen Muyan was only slightly shy now, and soon she would become bold.

Just like now.