Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 307 - 320: The Frenzied Little Rabbit

The whole hall glittered with lights.

He wore a formal suit, stood tall, and extended his hand to her: "The award ceremony and performances are over. Now it’s time for the ball. Come, Xingyu, let’s start the first dance."

The lights dimmed, leaving only specks of blue forming a boundless starry sky, and the gentle music began, transforming the previously splendid banquet hall into a dreamlike dance floor.

She and he were in the center of the dance floor, wrapped in a soft beam of light, and he still quietly extended his hand, waiting for her response.

Before so many people.

All eyes in the room were on them.

Her feelings were still complicated, with anger and discontent mixed with joy and emotion, something she couldn’t explain.

She didn’t want to take his hand; she hadn’t decided whether to be angry at him or to smile at him first. But a small rational voice in her mind told her, Xingyu, everyone is watching, you can’t embarrass him or lose your identity, ruining everyone’s mood.

From the moment he announced her identity, she changed.

No longer the reckless Su Xingyu, she lost the right to be willful.

She extended her hand and lightly placed her delicate white hand into his.

He curled his thin lips into an almost imperceptible smile and gently pulled her close. Her rose-colored dress, adorned with scattered diamonds, lifted in mid-air, intertwining with tiny blue specks, splendid as a misty haze. If there were indeed matches made in heaven, this was one of them, as if they had embraced for millennia, dancing beautifully, so in harmony, as though destined to be together.

Everyone at the annual gathering held their breath, immersed in the grandeur and splendor of the dance.

Now, no one doubted whether Su Xingyu was worthy of Lu Shifeng; together, she was never overshadowed.

Only at the table near the photography center, Zhuang Heng still stood in a light champagne-colored dress holding a microphone, her face haggard, her eyes staring blankly at the stage, speechless, motionless.

"Miss Zhuang, why don’t you sit down and rest a bit." Ultimately, Anna, seated at the same table, couldn’t bear to see her like this and approached to advise her.

Zhuang Heng didn’t respond.

"Miss Zhuang?" Anna called out with a hint of worry.

But Zhuang Heng’s body suddenly swayed, as if unable to withstand the blow, and she fainted softly.

"Miss Zhuang! Miss Zhuang!" Anna hurriedly caught her and shouted.

Nearby colleagues were alerted and gathered around Zhuang Heng: "What’s wrong, is Miss Zhuang okay? Quickly take her to rest!"

A brief commotion ensued.

However, the commotion was quickly overshadowed by the lingering music and the magnificent dance, passing by without causing any ripple.

Su Xingyu started the dance with Lu Shifeng, and as the second dance song played, many executives and employees of Feng Ren joined the dance floor, paired intimately and romantically.

Su Xingyu let go of Lu Shifeng’s hand.

Lu Shifeng softly asked her: "Are you tired?"

She shook her head and turned to walk out of the dance floor, heading to the garden pavilion outside the annual meeting site, quietly lost in thought.

Lu Shifeng followed her out: "What’s the matter?"

With no one around, she finally had the chance to vent her anger at him: "Lu Shifeng, have you gone too far? You promised me you wouldn’t reveal my identity, and yet you announced I’m your wife in front of so many people without even a word of warning!" She had so many things to do, so many dreams unfulfilled; this announcement disrupted all her plans.

Lu Shifeng remained calm: "Very angry?"

"Of course I’m very angry!" She glared at him fiercely, her chest heaving like an agitated little rabbit, "How could you break your promise!"

He replied: "Do you know? When I found you on the seaside rocks last time, I was very angry too."

She paused, recalling how Qin Mu had kidnapped her not long ago, and it was him who came to save her and later exacted a furious revenge on the Qin Family, leading to the subsequent series of events.

The panic and fear from that time resurfaced, along with the excitement and joy of seeing him. She remembered how he had carried her wounded self under the long moonlit night, and at that moment in his embrace, she felt as if she’d never fear the storms of the world again.

Never had she been so certain: she loved him.

Gazing at the handsome face of the man she loved, her anger slowly subsided, her voice lowering despite still being angry: "But you really went too far!"

"Too far?" He stepped closer, trapping her in the corner, slightly leaning down to look at her, "What’s too far, letting you fall into trouble over and over again? Since marrying me, how many times has it been? Before, your dad and stepmother wanted to send you to Chen Er’s bed, later at the bar you were bullied, at Su Xingqi’s engagement they aimed to publicly humiliate you, and now it’s Qin Mu... Su Xingyu, my tolerance has limits. You want to hide your identity I don’t mind, but you’re already in the game, caught in the whirlpool you can’t escape or hide from. Continuing to conceal it will only expose you to more danger. I don’t want to fail to protect my wife too."

For once, he spoke at length, almost revealing his heart. She stared at him thoughtfully.

Lu Shifeng lowered his head to bite her lip, domineering and possessive, like a fierce wolf declaring its ownership against all odds.

The pain from his bite instinctively made her want to retreat, but all she met behind was the tough wall, leaving no space to escape.

"Lu..." She reached out, weakly trying to push him away, but he easily caught her hand, nullifying any resistance.

Their lips and tongues entwined for a lengthy time until, nearly suffocating from lack of air, he finally let her go. "Su Xingyu," his voice was slightly hoarse, "you are mine."

Her face flushed red, as she breathed rapidly, with her eyes misted with a layer of faint tears for unknown reasons.

She looked at him with a bit of apprehension as if unsure how to proceed, and only after a while did she speak: "So, was the month deadline a setup all along?"

"Yes," he told her, "You said you wanted to try relying on your own strength, and this month was given to you to see how far you could go with everything you’ve got."

She could hardly believe it: "Then, does it have nothing to do with the Qin family? Didn’t you say whether to spare the Qin Family depends on my performance this month?"

His eyes contained an uncharacteristic hint of amusement: "Did I say that?"

"Huh? You didn’t?" She slightly tilted her head.

He chuckled lowly: "All I said was I’d give you a month when you asked me to spare the Qin Family, I never said those two things were connected. In fact, I had already decided to let the Qin Family go at that time."

"Ah..." She let out a small exclamation in surprise, "You tricked me!"

He couldn’t help but want to kiss her again seeing her puffed-up face: "Silly."