CHAPTER 172: 96. I WANT EVERYONE TO WITNESS MY FEELINGS FOR YOU (10,000 WORDS) _4

She said she was going home, back to the house with Xiang Yuan.

He prepared for the worst, telling himself she might really spend the night with Xiang Yuan and not come...

However, she came.

When she appeared at the entrance, her eyes filled with shyness yet brave as they looked over to him, he felt as if the entire bar was empty. Between heaven and earth, amidst the flickering lights, he could only see her.

So, tonight, he couldn’t hold back.

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Luckily, as the song ended, a crowd burst back from the dance floor, breaking through the subtle atmosphere that had enveloped the two of them earlier.

Shi Nian seized the opportunity to take a deep breath and sat up straight.

Tang Yanqing could only shrug, letting her go, for now.

Everyone was dancing happily, each radiating energy.

Benson and the others greeted, saying, "Why don’t Nana and the Professor join the dance?"

Shi Nian had to plead again, "Three drinks, I’m dizzy."

Tang Yanqing suddenly turned around, staring at her intently, "Even if you’re dizzy, you can still dance."

What does he want now?!

Shi Nian turned to stare at him in terror.

He smiled leisurely, "Since everyone is having fun, it’s pointless for us to sit here. Why don’t we have a dance as well?"

Shi Nian raised her hands in surrender, "Professor, I’m really dizzy. Are you going to let me sit down directly when I get up there?"

"I’ll make sure you don’t sit on the ground."

Without allowing any further objections, he grabbed her arm, half-favoring and half-dragging her into the dance floor.

As one song just ended, the dance floor was still empty with no one coming down. The DJ smiled into the microphone, "Special service for the two guests... What kind of rhythm would the two of you like?"

Tang Yanqing winked at his classmates from the behavior analysis class, smiling as he said to the DJ, "I just told my students I’m an old man and can’t dance their youthful steps."

As soon as he said this, a kind-hearted laughter spread throughout the room.

After all, he’s only 27, and moreover, Asians appear younger in the eyes of Westerners, so when he said such old-fashioned things, people from M Country thought he was intentionally joking, responding with good humor.

Under the gaze of the entire venue, Shi Nian’s face turned even redder.

He, on the other hand, became more relaxed. This guy seemed born to be in the spotlight, and such occasions only made him more at ease, allowing his charm to flourish freely.

He smiled and raised his head to the DJ, "For an old man like me, I can only dance to a slow song. Hey, young man, remember the one your grandparents danced to at their golden wedding anniversary? Let’s play that one."

The whole room burst into good-natured laughter again.

The DJ smiled and started playing music. Coincidentally, he really found this classic slow song in his vinyl collection.

The music flowed slowly as the needle spun on the turntable.

With the lights converging and all eyes on them, Tang Yanqing faced Shi Nian, suddenly took two steps back, then solemnly performed a gentleman’s gesture, extending his hand to Shi Nian.

Shi Nian was stunned. This was a scene akin to European court etiquette, and she... she didn’t know anything about it, nor had she ever faced such a scene.

But before she had the chance to refuse, he had already stepped forward and held her hand. His right hand firmly settled on her waist.

Shi Nian was so nervous her fingertips were cold, whispering a plea to him, "I, I can’t dance!"

He smiled, pulling her closer, whispering near her ear, "Just follow my lead."

He guided her gracefully, shoulders composed, elbows tucked, gently leading with his arm... Shi Nian felt her body moving involuntarily with his. Every one of his movements was clear and precise, and his arm pushed accurately, so she only needed to completely relax, following his body language to move forwards, backwards, or rotate, and that was enough.

Although there were a few panicked moments in between, stepping on his foot, his smile came along with a whisper in her ear, "...Is this a kiss from your toes?"

As she grew more at ease, Shi Nian finally dared to speak while dancing, couldn’t help but complain softly to him, "...You rascal, why do you have to dance with me? And this high-complexity classical court style."

He laughed, "Why, is it okay for someone to say you’re a lost little princess, but not for me to dance a classical court dance with the princess?"

Oh... So he heard that.

However, how did he hear it from such a distance?

She gently gritted her teeth, "Hmph, so that’s it! The Professor’s heart is as small as a needle’s eye, huh."