Stormy Dance Party

  Wind and Cloud Banquet Hall.

  Nangong Ming wore a white off-the-shoulder evening gown, with Ling Haotian's arm in hers, appearing at the Wind and Cloud Dance Party, instantly triggering wave after wave of shrill screams.

  Tonight, Nangong Ming's eyes were bright and her teeth were white, her spirit was clear and her bones were delicate, she was elegant and refined, surpassing all the beautiful women, without a doubt becoming the most beautiful person in the room.

  And the white evening dress that fit her perfectly, along with a full set of ruby jewelry, was not something Ling Huo Tian had picked out with her that day, but rather something he had commissioned from a top master tailor to custom-make according to Nangong Minglu's measurements.

  Ling Hao Tian didn't understand why he was doing this either, he just felt like doing it, and doing so made him happy, so he did.

  Everyone's eyes fell on Ling Haotian and Nangong Minglu, let alone a monk from afar would chant scriptures, not to mention that this "monk" was the legendary overlord of Silver High School!

  Han Xiyan was no exception, his gaze also scrutinized Nan Gong Minglu, her elegant figure, graceful demeanor, dignified and beautiful, gentle and noble. This Nan Gong Minglu was a far cry from the one in his memory!

  But Nangong Minglu's gaze was searching for Rong Yanwei, and finally she found her brother in a corner far away. Nangong Minglu greeted Rong Yanwei with a sweet smile, and Rong Yanwei raised his wine glass and smiled, lightly nodding in Nangong Minglu's direction. The look in his eyes was full of admiration and pride.

  "How could Xiao Lu's dance partner be Ling Huo Tian?" Yi Xuan Chen, who was standing beside Rong Yan Wei, frowned slightly and asked softly.

  "I don't know, she's been drifting with her mother for so long, she's already gotten used to the freedom and likes running around everywhere, I don't ask about her affairs too much." Rong Yanwei gazed at Nan Gong Minglu, smiling slightly as he replied.

  For Rong Yanwei, who is Nan Gong Minglu's dance partner doesn't matter, what matters is that his sister is happy. Yi Xuan Chen, however, looks a bit worried.

  "Wei, didn't you know? Ling Haotian already has a fiancée. And... how should I put it," Yi Xuanchen thought for a moment, "it's said that Ling Haotian's fiancée has an extraordinary background. Every girl who gets close to him ends up with no good outcome. For example, mysterious disappearances, being raped, having acid thrown on their face... and in the end, the reason is always a reasonable accident!"

  "Is it?" Yon Yeon-woo raised his guard and turned his head to look at Eun-seong beside him.

  The music started, and Yī Huàn Chén nodded slightly, no longer speaking to Róng Yàn Wēi, but instead made his way through the crowd to Nán Gōng Míng Lù's side.

  "Xiao Lu, may I have the pleasure of this first dance?" Yi Xuan Chen smiled lightly, slightly bowing his head, elegantly extending an invitation to Nan Gong Ming Lu.