Chapter 1328: All Because I Am Too Outstanding

"The last dance..."

Liu Zheng said with a faint smile, while glancing sideways at Xie Chan, only to find her expression extremely gloomy, which gave him a start.

Xie Chan let out two laughs, cutting off Liu Zheng's words, and interjected: "What my husband means is, the last dance will be danced with me."

Hearing this reply, Teresa, who had originally worn a look of joy, suddenly froze, feeling slightly disappointed.

Looking at Liu Zheng and Xie Chan again, she did not know if it was envy or jealousy.

Teresa smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Her back looked utterly lonely; Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, blaming it all on being too outstanding.

How could there be girls who had a crush on him everywhere he went? Could it be that he had some special constitution?

Just as he thought of this... Hiss!

A sharp pain in his waist; Liu Zheng looked at Xie Chan, who was already standing by his side, and dared not say a word.

"Hmph!" Xie Chan turned her face away.

This woman was jealous, this woman was indeed jealous, why was this woman jealous again?

Liu Zheng was on the verge of a breakdown; could this be blamed on him?

"Did I ruin your good time, and now you're unhappy?" Xie Chan said with a beaming smile.

Liu Zheng hurriedly shook his head; he had never had any feelings for Teresa to begin with, and the other party was merely engaging in wishful thinking.

"No... how could that be, haha."

Xie Chan leaned in with a smile and said: "Really?"

Perhaps because his waist hurt too much, beads of cold sweat broke out on Liu Zheng's forehead, and he said with shifty eyes: "Really."

"Hmph." Xie Chan snorted coldly and let go.

She shot Liu Zheng a look of annoyance and walked onto the stage.

Liu Zheng watched as Xie Chan, under the lights, wore a European Noble-style ruffled dress, her hands covered in thin, lace-gauze gloves.

Her exquisite little face, in the eyes of a Longyan person, had not the slightest sense of incongruity when paired with European attire.

Instead, it was filled with an exotic beauty.

Seeing Liu Zheng stare blankly, it wasn't as if he hadn't seen Xie Chan in European dress before.

But perhaps it was the atmosphere created by the ballroom lights; at this moment, Xie Chan was exquisitely beautiful.

"What are you dazing for? The first dance, you promised to dance with me."

"Oh... oh!" Liu Zheng came back to his senses and walked onto the stage.

With one hand around Xie Chan's waist, Liu Zheng still had a bit of a height difference with her; he lowered his head to look at his beautiful bride.

Their faces were very close, and through the lights, they could clearly see each other's cheeks.

Xie Chan's heart was pounding; the two were already husband and wife and had been in close contact countless times.

But this kind of experience was still a first.

"Why are you leaning in so close? European dances..."

Liu Zheng looked at Xie Chan's blushing cheeks, smiled amusedly, and whispered: "European ballroom dancing is meant to be danced this way."

As he spoke, the hand on Xie Chan's waist applied pressure.

Xie Chan let out a cry of surprise, and her whole body pressed even closer to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng's other hand held Xie Chan's small hand tightly.

Yousefu began to play the violin, and a rather ambiguous tune rang out.

"Follow my lead."

He knew Xie Chan had never danced European ballroom dance, nor had she really danced any dance at all.

Teresa's partner for the first dance was Count Austin, though it should have been Duke Mitchell.

As it turned out, Duke Mitchell had stated that he was too old and could no longer dance.

So Count Austin became Teresa's partner for the first dance.

Although the two of them were dancing, Teresa's gaze was always fixed on Liu Zheng.

She watched Liu Zheng and Xie Chan under the glow of the lights; Xie Chan still looked slightly shy.

Liu Zheng kept a smile on his face throughout.

The two were like happy butterflies, dancing gracefully.

At this moment, Teresa felt a mix of emotions; she did not know if she envied this pair of lovers.

Thinking of her own married life, to use a Longyan expression, she was a relatively traditional woman.

But she was also a Grand Duke who dared to act and take responsibility.

She advocated for monogamy, but her marriage had long been arranged; the marriage alliance with Franz was a necessity for the sake of the family.

But she never expected that Franz would be such a scoundrel, such a coward, such trash!

Behind her back, he kept who knows how many Mistresses outside.

At the thought of this, Teresa's little face turned cold.

Count Austin, who had lived long enough to become a sly old fox, saw through Teresa's thoughts at a glance and comforted her: "Grand Duke Theresa, Mr. Liu Sheng is very charming."

"But he already has a wife, and he is a Longyan."

"Although Franz is a scourge, you still need him, don't you?"

Hearing this, Teresa's face darkened further; seeing the blunt Count Austin about to continue, Teresa immediately said: "Alright, Count Austin, say no more, I am fine."

Her gaze toward Liu Zheng and Xie Chan was even more envious.

At this moment, Liu Zheng wore a smile, but his head was covered in black lines.

Xie Chan's face was even darker than his.

"This step isn't taken like that; follow my pace," Liu Zheng said.

He took a step forward, and Xie Chan followed suit.

As a result, hiss...

A sharp pain shot through Liu Zheng's foot; Xie Chan was wearing high heels, and the tip of her shoe had landed right on top of his, even twisting slightly.

"Is this how you dance?" Xie Chan asked, feeling embarrassed.

Liu Zheng gritted his teeth and swallowed hard; this time, he was truly certain that Xie Chan had no talent for dancing.

Absolutely none!

"Move your foot away first," Liu Zheng spat out.

"Oh..."

After she moved her foot, Liu Zheng was in so much pain he nearly cried out; in the time it took for one dance, less than three minutes, Liu Zheng had been stepped on over a dozen times.

He felt as though his foot had been stepped into a sieve.

He had fallen into despair; if the music didn't end soon, he would likely be on crutches after today.

Fortunately, Yousefu's Violin was also drawing to a close, and after a few notes.

Yousefu finished playing.

The first dance came to an end.

Teresa had envied Liu Zheng and Xie Chan for a long time, believing that the two of them had worn happy smiles on their faces the entire time.

But Liu Zheng and Yue Chan both had dark lines on their foreheads; when they looked at each other, they were all smiles on the outside, but cursing on the inside.

"Does she even know how to dance!"

"Does he even know how to teach someone to dance!"

The banquet continued, but after the first dance, neither Liu Zheng nor Yue Chan went to dance again.

Instead, they chatted with the elderly Duke Mitchell.

They tasted some Austrian delicacies; apart from a few dishes that had spread from France, the rest...

Liu Zheng didn't eat a single bite, and Xie Chan felt her taste buds were being strongly stimulated—not that it was inedible, just that the flavor was a few hundred million points worse than Longyan cuisine.

"Haha, try this; it's said to have been made by a British chef," Duke Mitchell said, eating a plate of yellow, mushy substance.

It was unclear what on earth it was.

Liu Zheng was horrified; it came from Britain, holy crap!

Can't eat it, can't eat it!

A strong thought occupied Liu Zheng's mind, and he flatly refused: "Today is a day of fasting for us in Longyan, we don't eat this kind of thing."

Xie Chan was suspicious; what day of fasting? It was British cuisine, and while it looked strange, since the host was so hospitable, how could he refuse?

"Thank you." Xie Chan ignored Liu Zheng's terrified gaze, took the plate of mush, and even picked up her knife and fork.