Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 265 - 278: Gentle Dance, Lightly Tipsy

Su Xingyu looked at Lee Lei, then at Lu Shifeng, and even if she was slow, she could feel the thick tension in the air.

To be adaptable is to be a wise person. She didn’t want to offend a domineering tyrant just to dance a dispensable dance. After all, she would have to live with him in the future.

So she politely declined Lee Lei: "I don’t want to dance right now, but thank you for your offer."

Lee Lei lazily smiled, "Sister-in-law, could it be that you’re afraid of my brother Shifeng?"

Lu Shifeng coldly said from the side, "Don’t provoke her with your words."

Lee Lei turned his head to look at Lu Shifeng with a smile, "Shifeng, you’re really petty. It’s just been a while since you got together, and you’re already controlling sister-in-law head-to-toe. At this little party, you should let her enjoy and have fun. Otherwise, women might hold grudges, don’t you know?"

Su Xingyu listened with a cold sweat. Classmate Lee Xiaolei, if you want to disparage Lu Shifeng, go ahead, but why drag others into it?

Sure enough, Lu Shifeng lowered his head and asked her, "Do you hold a grudge against me?"

"No! No." Su Xingyu, like a little white rabbit, firmly promised, whimpering inside about how she didn’t dare.

Lee Lei laughed so hard that he almost bent over, covering his mouth and shaking his shoulders, towards Lu Shifeng: "Look how scared you’ve made her."

Lu Shifeng: "..."

Gazing at the girl sitting crookedly on the deep black leather sofa, her camellia red cheongsam was as bright as fire, with a delicate shawl that barely covered her slender figure, exuding a subtle allure beneath her innocence. At this moment, she blinked her big watery eyes and looked at him pitifully, as if she was genuinely worrying about saying something wrong and making him angry. He couldn’t help but reflect, was he really that frightening?

He reached out his hand towards her.

She blinked her eyes, sitting still.

His hand remained extended: "Come, I’ll take you to dance."

Didn’t Lee Lei say he controlled her from head-to-toe? He wanted to show him that he was treating her very well.

It’s not like Lee Lei was the only one in the world who could dance. Which of these wealthy young men hadn’t learned social dance? Rather than giving that brat the satisfaction, he might as well personally dance with her.

Su Xingyu finally understood his intention. Actually, she had just had a little drink and some cake, feeling slightly tipsy and a bit drowsy, not really wanting to dance. But seeing Lu Shifeng and Lee Lei confront each other, with the man’s hand still in front of her unmoved, she’d need to have the guts of a bear and a leopard to oppose his will in front of others.

So she quietly sighed and extended her small hand, placing it into his palm.

With gentle force, he helped her stand up.

The luxurious silk and cashmere shawl slipped silently off her shoulders. Amid the resonant sound of the violin, her long hair brushed gently, her face radiating beauty, her eyes sparkling like stars.

With expert skill, he brought her into his embrace, took a step, and glided into the dance floor.

He rarely danced, but, having grown up with the motto "learn anything to its utmost", he had a solid foundation. Just stepping into the dance floor caught the attention of all the men and women around.

Amidst the interwoven gazes, he slightly lowered his head, lightly inhaling the subtle fragrance from her hair, his voice soft and deep, "Can you dance?"

Oh, this tyrant! He pulled her to the dance floor and only then thought to ask if she could dance!

If she couldn’t dance, wouldn’t she be making a fool of herself in front of so many people?!

"Yes." No matter how much she criticized internally, in front of so many eyes in the dance floor, she could only respond obediently.

Back in the Su Family, her stepmother Liu Meizhi had invited a family tutor to teach Su Xingqi social dance, secretly, lest she learn it too. Not long after, at a social event, Su Xingqi’s dance was sensational, and a wealthy young man, assuming that if the younger sister danced so well, the elder sister couldn’t be far behind, invited her to dance, resulting in a mortifying display. She was scolded by her father and stepmother for bringing shame to the Su Family upon her return.

She hid and cried secretly, and from then on was mindful, going to libraries and internet cafes, seeking all available resources on social dance, teaching herself silently.

At another social gathering not long after, her dance overshadowed Su Xingqi’s.

Originally, she thought her family would be pleased. Instead, it brought an even harsher punishment than before.

That time she cried for a long time, not understanding why she tried so hard, feeling that she was wrong no matter what, bewildered by the world.

Reflecting on the past, her expression dimmed slightly.

The lights on the dance floor changed subtly with the music, highlighting her sorrowful, jade-like face, making Lu Shifeng gaze at her deeply, "What’s wrong?"

"Oh, nothing." She suddenly realized her distraction and quickly shook her head.

"You have to focus when dancing with me, okay?" He sounded slightly displeased, yet his steps, like drifting clouds, perfectly accommodated hers as if the two of them were meant to be one.

She collected her thoughts and gave a lovely smile.

Let the past be the past. What she didn’t understand back then, she now realized——

Her hard work, whether in learning to dance, not giving up on photography, or insisting on being kind and true to herself... All of it was to meet him.

From his smooth, mirror-like eyes, she saw herself, a delicate, flower-like beautiful girl.

Only someone like her could stand here without guilt and dance with him, meeting this heart-throbbing man at her most beautiful and flawless moment.

She looked up and stared at him amidst the dreamlike music of the violin. The dance floor was suffused with a faint fragrance, like the scent of mimosa in an autumn night. The whole world spun, shining brilliantly like a dream, except for his handsome face, so clear, so close as if she could touch it with an outstretched hand.

Lu Shifeng...

Just three simple words, the name of the person destined for her.

Dance, one song after another, she didn’t know how many songs they danced to, only that she had never been so exhilarated in her life.

The two of them broke into a slight sweat, and he spun her to the edge of the dance floor, gradually slowing down until they came to a stop.

Reaching out, he gently lifted her chin and leaned in for a kiss.

She blushed a little, stepping back, "Lu Shifeng, not here."

She always thought he was old-fashioned and stubborn, but never with one thing—proclaiming sovereignty.

This man’s vigor was overwhelming, as if he could act on his desires anywhere at any time, always making her feel ashamed and uneasy.

Perhaps it was the enchanting music today, or the great atmosphere of the dance floor, but he surprisingly listened to her and stopped further action.

"Shall we go home?" his voice rasped.