My Lady.
My dear lady.
His peach blossom eyes curved, with a hint of light sparkling in his pupils, as if spreading a whole galaxy.
Deep and affectionate.
With a tenderness that would never die, it almost drowns people in it.
No one could resist this invitation.
Including the viewers watching the livestream, everyone felt a heartfelt strike.
[Wow, so charming! I declare Director Fu is number one at flirting, no objections, right?]
[What did he just say, can anyone lip-read?]
[Seems like My lady!]
[Can’t be, how did it become dear lady? Guess it’s just an invitation phrase, even if it’s My lady, it doesn’t mean dear lady.]
[No matter what, I’m shipping it! I declare, today we all are Divine Medicine Party!]
[I’m just watching from the screen, and I can’t handle it, can God Ying withstand such perfect beauty?]
Ying Zijin lowered her eyelashes, raised her hand, and slowly placed it on: "My pleasure."
Honored.
Fu Yunshen held the girl’s hand, leading her to the center of the stage.
The light shined on the two of them, like a fairy couple.
Xize hummed lightly: "Lucky."
He also reached out, drew a ball from the box, and handed it to the host.
"The socialite Mr. Xize has drawn is——" the host deliberately paused, "From the Bevin Family, Miss Rita Bevin, congratulations!"
Rita just took a sip of red wine and started coughing: "Cough cough cough!"
A sharpshooter like her, going to dance?
What a joke?
But the Head of the Bevin Family was very pleased: "Rita, go up, hurry up!"
"Dad, no." Rita felt lifeless, "I can’t dance at all, let Nancy go."
Born into The Four Great Financial Groups, she naturally also learned wealthy family etiquette.
But unlike other daughters of wealth and nobility, she was raised to be an heir since childhood.
Shooting, equestrianism, combat, Rita was good at all of them, but she was clueless about dancing and flower arranging.
Making her dance is worse than killing her.
"No way." The Head of the Bevin Family did not agree, "Mr. Xize drew you, if you don’t go up, isn’t it saying that you despise him?"
"Doesn’t matter if you can’t dance, you just follow his steps, as long as you don’t step on Mr. Xize’s feet, everything is fine."
Rita: "..."
She reluctantly stood up and was about to step forward.
Her hand was already held by someone.
A young man’s palm was warm and strong.
He had a light sandalwood scent that made people feel peaceful.
Exclamations around arose, and sounds of shutters clicked continuously.
As the sole master of the Lorentz Family, Xize Laurent personally invited the dance partner.
Even with the Bevin Family being a grade lower than the Lorentz Family.
Rita reflexively tried to withdraw her hand but failed, instead it was grasped tighter.
She looked up in surprise and met the deep blue eyes of the young man.
"Don’t show such a face." Xize chuckled, "I’m a gentleman, of course, I must invite the lady personally to dance."
"Alright." Rita shrugged, "But I need to declare in advance, I might step on your feet."
"No problem, I’ll teach you." Xize paused, then smiled lightly, "I haven’t danced for a long time either, you need to take good care of me."
The 18th century Jade Ice Cui was very prosperous, Lorentz Castle had parties every day.
Before the invention of mobile phones and computers, this was one of the few entertainments for the aristocracy.
Until he was assassinated, and the Lorentz Family was forced to go into hiding.
As a hunter, Rita keenly noticed something wrong with Xize; "Mr. Xize?"
"Nothing." Xize regained his senses, calmly, "Let’s go."
The staff removed the chairs and tables, other guests also entered the dance floor.
Old Master Zhong watched Ying Tianlv inviting a lady from the East, then slowly took out his phone and started recording.
As a top fan in the super-topic of the Divine Medicine Couple, he could edit new CP videos now.
The music started, and the dance steps flowed out.
Ying Zijin didn’t particularly like dancing, but during those hundreds of years in O Continent, she had watched enough to learn.
Even if she couldn’t do it, Fu Yunshen, as an excellent dance partner, could lead the dance perfectly.
Ying Zijin leaned on him lightly: "How did you draw it?"
"Simple." Fu Yunshen chuckled, "Just using Inner Strength."
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "Cunning, Commander."
The balls were specially made with engraved characters.
Different engravings had different depths.
Using Inner Strength, you could judge the characters on the ball.
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