The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

At this point, a close friend of Xia Yanyan’s approached Xiao Mi Hu and said, “Xiao Mi Hu, didn’t you claim you could dance? Why are you running? If you can’t dance, just admit it, why show off? In all likelihood, you can only resort to crude brawling, right?”

Ye Xingguang squinted and looked over, “Who are you?”

“And who are you? I’m talking to Xiao Mi Hu, why should you intervene?” Xia Yanyan’s friend was Xue Zhixi.

“She is Ye Junqing’s…” Before Xiao Mi Hu could finish, Ye Xingguang stopped her, gesturing her to keep silent.

Xue Zhixi sized up Ye Xingguang, “What is she to Ye Junqing? A servant at home?”

Today Ye Junqing was hosting a birthday banquet. Xue Zhixi came with her husband. Everyone was dressed formally; the men in suits, the women in gowns, indulging in the beauty of the occasion. Even Xiao Mi Hu was wearing a long dress and had styled her hair nicely. However, Ye Xingguang was in jeans and a white shirt, which was creased and a bit dirty from getting into a commotion at Xia’s home. She didn’t look like a guest at all.

Ye Xingguang responded with a cold smile, remaining silent.

Xue Zhixi assumed she had stunned Ye Xingguang and shifted her attention away from her. Xiao Mi Hu had struck her friend’s assistant earlier. How could she face her friend if she didn’t deal with Xiao Mi today?

Xue Zhixi crossed her arms and said, “Xiao Mi Hu, can you dance or not? If yes, show us in the dance floor. If not, admit it directly. I won’t look down on you. Just admit that you’re crude and lack elegance.”

Xiao Mi Hu was furious, “Who said I can’t, I…”

She had enrolled in a training class two months ago and had learned for two months, but when compared to these rich young ladies who had been dancing at various banquets since childhood and treated social dancing as a piece of cake, she was subpar.

“What, can’t find your words? Can’t you do it?” Xue Zhixi’s voice was filled with mockery.

“I…” Xiao Mi Hu couldn’t confidently say she was fit for it, her face turning red with anger.

In a low voice, Ye Xingguang asked, “Can you do it?”

Xiao Mi Hu leaned in close to Ye Xingguang’s ear, “I’ve only learned for two months, and I get nervous the moment I step into the dance floor. The bandit doesn’t have a soft touch, he doesn’t know how to take care of me while dancing…”

Ye Xingguang understood.

Then, she pulled Xiao Mi Hu to the side of the dance floor and suddenly made a dance invitation gesture to her, “My beautiful lady, may I have this dance?”

“What?” Xiao Mi Hu was taken aback.

Ye Xingguang winked at her, “Dare to trust me? I will make you the dazzling star of the room.”

Xiao Mi Hu:

It was just like Xiao Mi Hu to act before thinking. She only followed her heart. Any other girl at this moment would’ve thought Ye Xingguang had lost her mind—two women dancing together. But Xiao Mi Hu didn’t bother overthinking it, she simply found it amusing.

She usually got nervous when she got close to the dance floor, but Ye Xingguang’s move made her laugh. She immediately put her hand gently on Ye Xingguang’s palm like a little lady and gave a playful smile, “I’m not afraid of making a fool of myself. I, Xiao Mi Hu, am not a socialite. What’s the big deal if I can’t dance?”

“I won’t let you make a fool of yourself. I’ll just make those who mocked you slap themselves.”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Xingguang led Xiao Mi Hu step by step into the center of the dance floor.

Among men and women in the dance floor, they were the only two girls. The unusual sight immediately drew everyone’s attention.