Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Amid her nervous anticipation, this Mingxuan that she had heard of did not arrive. Instead, waltz music started playing in the hall.

When this happened, all those present stopped whatever they were doing and brought their partners in the middle of the hall where there was a small dance floor.

Listening to the music resonating in the hall, Mu Heng suddenly smiled at the two.

“Hey. It’s not fair for a loving couple like you two not to dance.”

She froze a little when she heard his remark.

Actually, when she was at Bauhinia Court, she had learned a bit about social dancing as well, and waltz was the one she was quite familiar with.

However, even though she knew the steps, she had never danced in public before…

This was especially as Ji Ziming’s partner…

“Let’s go.”

Before she could put an end to her internal struggle, the man gently held her hand and calmly whispered that invitation to her ear.

“Huh?” She looked at him, failing to fathom what he meant.

He merely eyed her without a word, but she still came to her senses.

“You mean… dance?!” she asked, swallowing her uncertainty nervously.

This time, he did not give her any time to react and just brought her to the dance floor by the hand.

Poor her, she could only walk briskly behind him in her high heels.

Mu Heng smiled deviously at the two’s backs, while Liao Gaofei wore a lost look.

“Hey, you moron, come back to earth!”

The playboy amusedly slapped the guy on the back of his head.

“Ow!” This smack brought Liao Gaofei to his senses.

Putting his hand on the back of his head, he glared indignantly at his assailant.

“I already told you not to hit my head!”

“Pfft! Fair enough. You’re already dumb as it is, if we hit you there, it might get worse. I’ll remember not to go for your head next time,” Mu Heng teasingly said, disregarding the other’s anger.

“Scram!” he spat, not wanting to argue with him further.

They grew up together, after all, and he knew what this playboy was like.

In the end, he redirected his focus on the harmonious couple on the dance floor.

The tall and slender man gave off the aura of nobility, whereas the alluring woman gave off her unique charm.

With the two clasping hands, they looked perfect for each other.

“Eh, Ziming doesn’t dance, right? Why did he suddenly, of his accord, go dancing…” Liao Gaofei wondered, curiously gazing at the man’s back.

It was not an exaggeration to say that he had known the man since they were mere children, and he had never seen him hold a date’s hand, not to mention invite her to dance.

“I think not even that one back then received such treatment from him.”

He muttered, causing Mu Heng to scoff.

“That woman? Ha ha! Can she be compared to Little Chili? Who is she? She’s just a—”

Liao Gaofei’s eyes widened at his strong reaction.

“D*mn, Mu Heng. Why are you reacting so strongly?”

His question made the playboy pause. Indeed, his reaction had been a little too big.

Just as he was thinking of how he should explain things to him, in the next second, he saw that the latter’s attention was already not on him.

“Anyway, why isn’t Mingxuan here yet…” Frowning, Liao Gaofei began to grumble. “Didn’t he just go and get his goddess? Does he need to take so long? Could it be that his goddess left without informing him again?”

Seeing his attention elsewhere, Mu Heng pursed his lips somewhat speechlessly.

“Sigh! Now that our dear friend has found his beloved goddess, he’ll probably be the first to settle down among us four, right?” Changing their topic, Liao Gaofei posed this question to him. This guy was brimming with excitement and curiosity.

“How would I know?” Mu Heng rolled his eyes at other in exasperation. “That unknown woman might be Mingxuan’s crush for years, but I’d like to point out that marriage isn’t easy as you think Young Master Liao.”

“Really? I think sometimes it can be that easy because, this time, our dear friend is different from the usual.”

Speaking of this, he recalled Fu Mingxuan’s face earlier. “Did you know how excited he looked earlier. I’ve never seen him lose control like this in a long time.”

Mu Heng paid no heed to this, though, as his focus was on the pair on the dance floor.

Ji Ziming had always been eye-catching, and it could be said that Pei Ge’s getup today made everyone pale in comparison, becoming a more conspicuous sight than her partner.

Two people of such caliber, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, on the dance floor indubitably attracted everyone’s eyes.

It was just a waltz for socializing, yet it seemed that dance floor had been turned into the pair’s exclusive stage the moment they went there.

The other pairs on the dance floor became mere accessories to the two, flocking to them the way bees flocked to flowers.

When prelude ended, the pleasing waltz music began.

The instant the music began playing, the pair held each other close and began waltzing elegantly.

The man’s navy-blue suit made him seem noble and proud. The white, flowy Dior evening dress, on top of her fair complexion and well-endowed body, rendered one unable to take their eyes off her.

Everyone’s gazes were riveted on this good-looking couple and trailed after them as they danced about.

“Gaofei…”

Just as Liao Gaofei was, like the others, entranced, he heard Fu Mingxuan’s voice close to his ears.