Chapter 44: Dancing with Ke Zhongyu

The man who had always worn a cold face and sour mouth became gentle and gentlemanly, and Jiang Lai became even more convinced that men are truly changeable, especially Shen Xun.

Just a moment ago he was beaming with Lin Shutong, but now his gaze at her is like a knife, as if to pierce a hole through her.

Shen Xun stepped forward, and Lin Shutong suddenly exclaimed "Ouch", saying her high heel twisted.

Shen Xun immediately crouched to take off her shoe and examine it, seeing it indeed a bit red and swollen, he bent over and lifted her up.

But just now, how he treated his own wife Jiang Lai was as rough as possible.

Jiang Lai suddenly smiled, a hint of self‑mockery in her eyes.

She slightly lifted her chin, and extended her hand toward Ke Zhongyu.

The gloves had just been taken off and discarded by Shen Xun, so now her arms were fully exposed, long‑sleeved all the time, so they were very fair and tender.

Her hands were different; even though a makeup artist had given her a hand mask and she applied hand cream before going out, they could not hide the marks left by years of doing housework for Shen Xun—some roughness, with thin layers of callus.

Ke Zhongyu's hand, as a man's, looked smoother than hers.

Jiang Lai stared at her own hand, a bit absent‑minded.

Suddenly, her palm was tightly grasped.

Ke Zhongyu's other hand hovered, clasping her waist.

The gentleman now was a completely different person from before.

Jiang Lai lifted her gaze, looking at him with puzzlement.

Shen Xun, who had just placed Lin Shutong on a chair, turned his head and caught a glimpse of the two's affectionate gaze.

His hanging hand tightened slightly.

Ke Zhongyu stood nearly 1.9 m tall; Jiang Lai, at a net height of 1.68 m, could only look up, her slender neck forming a graceful curve, her jawline clearly visible.

The line of her raised arm was faintly visible; a woman as cool as a magnolia, yet not fragile.

Ke Zhongyu was also a bit surprised, lowered his head and whispered to her, "Working out?"

"If work and housework count," Jiang Lai followed his steps, moving her body slowly with the music; not that skilled, yet beautiful enough to hold anyone's gaze.

Shen Xun, his hands clenched into fists, could hardly believe this was Jiang Lai.

His wife, Jiang Lai.

How could she have such a beautiful side?

And how could she dance?

Tonight, she was under the gaze of countless eyes.

Everyone was watching her and Ke Zhongyu.

Ke Zhongying's phone keys were about to smoke from being pressed, click click click in a rapid burst, then she sent them to dad and mom.

Ms. Nian, upon seeing it, immediately pushed her husband aside and walked gracefully and briskly toward this side of the dance floor.

What a rare sight; her son even invites women to dance now.

Ms. Nian walked faster, and as she approached she saw Assistant Zhou recording a video at a leisurely pace.

"Send me a copy later."

"Okay, Ms. Nian."

"Mom, you came too," Ke Zhongying said as she walked over, "My brother is so double‑standard. When we used to attend banquets together, he would never dance, even with me, his little sister. You didn't know he just proactively invited Jiang Lai, the elder sister!"

Ms. Nian looked at the two in the center of the dance floor, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and smiled with satisfaction.

"I've told you, your brother is a bit introverted; see how he spreads his feathers like a peacock when he meets the right person?"

Ke Zhongying nodded, her gaze shifting toward Shen Xun and Lin Shutong, their faces growing darker one after another.

The scumbag's green‑tea wasn't happy, and she was happy.

"Hehe."

"What are you looking at?" Ms. Nian followed her daughter's gaze; she knew Shen Xun of Star Universe Technology had been on a strong rise in recent years, but she had no recollection of the woman standing beside him holding his hand.

"Why are President Shen of Star Universe and his female companion constantly staring at your brother?"

Ke Zhongying: "Probably jealousy, hehe."

That girl was again thinking of some strange thing. Ms. Nian shook her head helplessly, took out her phone and said to her husband, "If your son is capable, we'll have a daughter‑in‑law; if he's not, he'll remain single forever."

She finished speaking.

The music was also nearing its end.

Ke Zhongyu had one hand bound behind his waist, the other holding Jiang Lai's fingers, watching her turn gracefully within his arm's embrace, completing a circle.

Their gazes briefly met in mid‑air, like a quiet cloud that suddenly collided with the chest of the wind; the cloud moved, and the wind paused for it.

A strange feeling flashed through Jiang Lai's mind, but she quickly regained composure, elegantly leaning slightly forward.

Ke Zhongyu's Adam's apple moved as he bent; his peripheral glance still fixed on her.

The music stopped.

Thunderous applause.

Shen Xun stood frozen in the crowd, hearing those around him discuss who the woman beside Ke Zhongyu was; whoever she was, President Ke had invited her to dance, showing how important she was in his mind.

Lin Shutong watched Shen Xun's back and knew he was jealous.

Shen Xun had Jiang Lai in his heart.

She clenched her molars.

Xie Yongsi didn't clap either, only looking at the scene with a pained expression, fearing that Brother Xun would now be stuck between two women, indecisive.

Who he would give up for whom would depend on who could make Brother Xun fall hopelessly in love.

Poor him, he'll have to call both women 'sister‑in‑law'; if they're together, who will he call?

The woman beside him slapped him and, angry, said, "You're still looking? You dare look at President Ke's woman?"

"Who said that's President Ke's woman?" Xie Yongsi reminded her, "Don't bring that up in front of Brother Xun. Let's go, let's go, the main character has finished dancing, it's our turn now."

Jiang Lai and Ke Zhongyu left the dance floor, and the people who had just stopped continued.

Those dancing kept dancing, those conversing kept conversing; it was very harmonious.

If Shen Xun didn't walk over to her. Jiang Lai, sitting in the chair, thought.

"Miss Lin's foot is injured; aren't you going to look after her?" she preemptively said.

Ke Zhongyu, thirsty and drinking wine, paused his fingers, and the corner of his lips curved at the cup's rim.

Sitting beside her, Ke Zhongying pressed their lips tightly, as if about to laugh.

"What do you mean by that?" Shen Xun's gaze darkened.

"I mean, Miss Lin is your friend; as a friend you should take better care of her." Jiang Lai's eyes were very clear, and Shen Xun saw no hint of suspicion in them.

"I understand." He took off his coat, covering Jiang Lai's pale arms, "Jiang Lai, you should observe some modesty."

Jiang Lai found that he was really good at the thief‑shouting‑catch‑thief act, also called PUA.

"My glove was taken by you."

Shen Xun was startled; indeed.

"When will you dance?" he asked again.

Jiang Lai looked into his eyes: "I've always been able to."

"Why have you never danced in front of me?"

"Because I've been busy doing housework," Jiang Lai said, "and besides, you never invited me to dance together."

Shen Xun was left speechless.

Ke Zhongying whispered softly: "She's busy dancing with other women."

"Not only that, she's also busy with other things." Ke Zhongyu set down his wine glass, turned, his gaze disdainful.

"President Ke, Miss Ke, I don't know what I've done to offend both of you? You've been constantly sowing discord in my marital relationship with Jiang Lai." Shen Xun smiled, "If I have been inattentive in work, please, President Ke, forgive me."

Regardless, he could not rupture relations with President Ke; the Fu Family is someone he cannot afford to offend, and he is even less able to offend them.

Shen Xun reached out to pull Jiang Lai, saying to the two siblings: "My spouse and I have something to discuss; excuse us."

Jiang Lai withdrew her hand.

Shen Xun was stunned.

"The banquet is organized by the Ke Clan, and I'm working overtime," she used this excuse to refuse.

Ke Zhongying nodded: "Right, brother, give Jiang Lai sister a higher overtime pay; just now she was dancing with you, working herself to exhaustion."

Ke Zhongyu: "?"

"Is that something a person would say?"

He looked at Shen Xun expressionlessly: "Secretary Jiang is at work and cannot leave on her own; President Shen is also considered to be working, yet you leave the injured female companion aside?"

Shen Xun then remembered that Lin Shutong was still waiting over there; he has always been reluctant to keep Lin Shutong waiting too long.

"Jiang Lai, the matter of having Shutong as a female companion, I'll explain to you later."

"Mm." Jiang Lai forced a fake smile.

After the person left, Ke Zhongyu suddenly bent over, leaned close, his eyes blazing: "Secretary Jiang, are you using me?"