Chapter 102: Swap Dance Partners

He Zhangbai’s expression subtly shifted.

He quietly shifted his gaze to Rong Ci.

Yu Moxun did not notice He Zhangbai’s gaze toward Rong Ci.

He too became intrigued, bending over with an exaggerated gentlemanly gesture: “Beautiful and lovely Miss Rong, may I have the honor of this dance?”

Rong Ci knew how to dance.

Seeing Yu Moxun’s interest, she smiled: “Of course, it would be my honor.”

Saying this, she extended her hand to Yu Moxun.

Yu Moxun took her hand and led her into the dance floor.

Seeing this, He Zhangbai politely extended his hand to the girl beside him.

As Rong Ci and Yu Moxun entered the dance floor, their gaze happened to meet Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu’s side.

They were just about to dance and happened to look over in this direction.

Rong Ci was about to look away when she thought she saw Feng Tingshen smile at her.

Rong Ci frowned, then realized it was a visual illusion.

Feng Tingshen was smiling at Lin Wu.

He wasn’t looking at her at all.

Rong Ci withdrew her gaze and focused on dancing with Yu Moxun.

Ji Qingyue, Ren Ji, and Qi Yuming were all diamond-status bachelors whom the socialites of Ducheng vied to dance with.

Many girls wanted to dance with them.

Since greeting Yu Moxun, Ren Ji’s attention had been fixed on Lin Wu.

Like Ji Qingyue, he had no intention of dancing.

But there were young women from families closely allied with theirs at the banquet.

Under the encouragement of their elders, they each politely took a girl’s hand and entered the dance floor.

As for Qi Yuming, he was a known playboy who always initiated dance invitations himself.

Rong Ci’s demeanor was clean, serene, and elegant; added to that, she wore a qipao tonight, making her dance exude a classical, graceful beauty—her radiant smile only enhanced it. She was, without doubt, the best dancer on the floor tonight.

Many wanted to swap partners with Yu Moxun.

Yao Xinbo was one of them.

He approached Yu Moxun and Rong Ci with his partner and said: “Director Yu, would you mind temporarily swapping partners?”

His eyes seemed glued to Rong Ci.

Yu Moxun’s face turned cold: “I mind very much.”

Yao Xinbo: “...”

Fine.

At that moment, Rong Ci suddenly heard someone say to her: “Miss Rong? Would you be willing to swap partners?”

Rong Ci paused, turned her head, and saw it was Ji Qingyue’s partner speaking to her.

The girl was sweet and beautiful, clearly very interested in Yu Moxun.

Rong Ci smiled, glanced at Yu Moxun—who had clearly been startled—and said: “I have no objection, but what about Mr. Ji...?”

Ji Qingyue spoke up: “I’m fine with it.”

Yu Moxun: “...”

So his opinion doesn’t matter, then?

But Ji Qingyue...

To be fair, his qualifications were indeed impressive; he might even suit her little sister.

Thinking this, Yu Moxun immediately changed his mind.

After reaching a mutual understanding, the four of them swapped partners with quiet coordination.

Placing one’s hand in a stranger’s and resting the other intimately on their waist was still quite uncomfortable.

Ji Qingyue was very gentlemanly, his hand on her back light and gentle.

Seeing Rong Ci’s instinctive discomfort, Ji Qingyue thought she seemed as innocent and unversed in romance as a girl who had never been in love.

Though they had met before, they weren’t truly acquainted.

Ji Qingyue introduced himself: “Ji Qingyue. That’s my name.”

Rong Ci was merely unused to being so close to a stranger; after giving herself a few seconds to adjust, she raised her head calmly and replied: “Rong Ci.”

“Ci?” Ji Qingyue paused: “The ‘ci’ as in ‘ci zao’—ornate words?”

“Yes.”

It suited her well.

But Ji Qingyue did not voice this thought.

The commotion on their side caught the attention of Ren Ji, Qi Yuming, He Zhangbai, Lin Wu, and Feng Tingshen.

Swapping partners on the dance floor was normal.

But Rong Ci and Ji Qingyue—

In appearance, to be honest, they looked perfectly matched.

Yet Ren Ji frowned.

He Zhangbai paused slightly.

His dance partner glanced over: “Mr. He?”

He Zhangbai withdrew his gaze: “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

Swapping partners on the dance floor was indeed normal.

He could swap with Feng Tingshen without issue.

But him and Rong Ci—

Lin Wu had never met Ji Qingyue before.

Ren Ji had come over to greet her tonight.

But Ji Qingyue hadn’t come with him.

She didn’t know his identity.

Yet from Ren Ji and Yao Xinbo’s attitude toward Ji Qingyue, she knew his status was certainly no lower than Ren Ji’s.

Seeing Rong Ci blushingly dance with Ji Qingyue, and Ji Qingyue’s seemingly favorable demeanor toward her, Lin Wu frowned.

At that moment, Qi Yuming smiled and said: “Tingshen, want to swap partners for a bit?”

Hearing this, Lin Wu snapped out of her thoughts.

Feng Tingshen looked at Lin Wu: “What do you think?”

Lin Wu smiled: “I’m fine with it.”

Feng Tingshen smiled and swapped partners with Qi Yuming.

Qi Yuming’s female partner hadn’t expected Lin Wu to actually agree to swap.

As she felt Feng Tingshen’s hand on hers, his arm gently around her waist, the girl stared at his stunningly handsome face, her heart pounding so hard she thought it might leap from her chest—she even forgot how to dance.

Realizing she’d made a fool of herself, the girl blushed and looked up at Feng Tingshen, utterly flustered.

Feng Tingshen looked at the girl before him, paused slightly, and said gently: “Don’t be nervous.”

Seeing Feng Tingshen’s kind demeanor, the girl gradually calmed down, apologized to him, and slowly fell into step with his movements.

Lin Wu had never cared about swapping partners.

She had enough confidence in herself.

But seeing the girl gazing at Feng Tingshen with admiration and flushed cheeks, she couldn’t help frowning.

Lin Wu was his brother’s woman; Qi Yuming had no romantic thoughts toward her.

Swapping partners had been nothing more than a passing whim.

Now that it had happened, he felt strangely uneasy.

After all, she was his brother’s woman—he held her hand, yet his other arm didn’t know where to rest.

Lin Wu looked at him and said: “It’s just a dance. Tingshen wouldn’t mind.”

Qi Yuming relaxed and smiled: “True.”

While they spoke, the distance between Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen slowly narrowed.

But Rong Ci didn’t notice.

Until she heard Feng Tingshen’s voice beside her: “Junior Ji, want to swap partners?”

Rong Ci turned her head and met Feng Tingshen’s gaze directly.

Ji Qingyue looked at Rong Ci: “Miss Rong, you...”

Before he could finish, Feng Tingshen had apparently already negotiated with his partner—he had already handed the girl off.

If Ji Qingyue didn’t catch her, she might fall.

Seeing Feng Tingshen had already extended his hand to Rong Ci and was certain she wouldn’t stumble, Ji Qingyue released Rong Ci and reached out to catch the girl around the waist.

Rong Ci had no time to react before she was firmly settled into Feng Tingshen’s embrace.