CHAPTER 786: CHAPTER 486 I REMEMBER YOU NOW

And on Sui Yi’s side, her expression did indeed change slightly, because the conductor seemed to have just...

Conductor: What the hell, not again! Who the fuck tapped my finger? I wasn’t planning to change the dance music!

Who was it, exactly? That’s not important.

What’s important is... how the hell are we supposed to dance to this!

Sui Yi wanted to extricate herself...

But the air seemed to have solidified.

Her hand burned with heat, as if holding fire, and when she looked up, she met Natasha’s gaze.

Indifferent, sharp, ruthless...

Ah~ It seems she doesn’t allow her dance partner to flee the battlefield because she is Natasha—no one can embarrass her.

Sui Yi met the other’s gaze, and amidst the rhythm of the aggressive and intense music... she saw mockery...

And pure pride and malice.

Was this the aftermath of refusal and being refused in the fighting ring...

Was the Rose Prince seeking retaliation? That flick must have been her masterpiece.

Sui Yi lowered her eyes, glanced at her hand that was being held, and her gaze grew faintly lustrous.

The Earl of Platinum couldn’t faze her, but that didn’t necessarily mean Princess Natasha couldn’t. So the princess looked down proudly, waiting to see if this proud Eastern warrior would bend before her—dancing that fiery, unrestrained Latin...

The music started, and everything froze for three seconds.

On the fourth second!

To hell with it!

Whoosh!

Yi Chilian and the others reacted by... collectively stepping back!

Neither they nor their partners wanted to engage in a fierce battle here and suffer mutual losses, because the opponent was not weak!

As for Cao Qijun and Wo Er, the difference in strength was huge... the latter was timid, but the former found it humiliating.

Dance Latin with Wo Er? Hah!

The Duchess said nothing, tacitly allowing Wo Er’s escape...

Thus, the twenty arbitrarily "crossing" dance partners each withdrew, timing their exit just right, as if this third dance had nothing to do with them.

Unable to endure the pleasure?...

Only four people remained!

Natasha with Sui Yi, Yale with... Muen Mashafeideli.

This big-bearded, pot-bellied tycoon was still enthusiastic about Yale, taking the lead with the Latin steps... very amusing, well, just amusing... that’s the only way to describe it.

A hefty man with a handsome and refined nobleman...

The scene was too beautiful, I dare not watch.

But on Sui Yi’s side...

As Sui Yi took a step, Cao Yu and the others felt their hearts tighten.

Had she submitted?

A reverse grip, that left hand, the left hand tied with a white ribbon seized Natasha’s hand in a backhand grip, and the latter raised her eyebrows.

People like Fess were taken aback!

Holy shit!

Did this Oriental Beauty actually want their mistress to dance the woman’s part?

Are they looking for death?

But Natasha’s expression changed subtly because in her hand... the other’s palm had an icy chill.

That coldness penetrated her body, straight for the vitals!

Of course, her power was sufficient to crush the other’s arm... and burn it to ash.

It was just a matter of who was quicker...

As Natasha’s eyes shifted, she made her move too.

Intertwined steps.

No distinction between the lead and follow.

This was the first step.

"Releasing Inner Strength, Qi Force focused on the fingertips, you’ve broken the rules,"

From the abrupt ending of the first dance, the rules were broken, weren’t they, girl from China?

"Same goes for you."

The second step followed seamlessly.

"Being too stubborn isn’t a good thing."

"Without stubbornness, there’s only humiliation."

"Humiliation?"

Natasha neither confirmed nor denied with a laugh, and as both rotated, the silky red turned into flowing fire, palms hooking each other. Across from her, Sui Yi stood tall, her gaze as dark as the night.

"So do you want to die?"

Cao Yu and the others’ faces changed.

Outside the dance floor, Chark turned to Xius who smiled faintly, patted his head, and said, "Young master, you must learn to trust others and to judge the situation..."

Talking about the situation to a five or six-year-old child?

But Chark seemed to understand, looking again towards the dance floor... Anyway, he understood trust.

She was so formidable, wielding a sword that delicately and elegantly shaped the adorable Ah Bao... Surely no one was her match, surely!

Whoosh!

In the fifth step, facing each other, their palms clapped, arms hooked in passing, lights glittering in their eyes, cascading over their flowing hair.

Then facing her, Sui Yi responded with a very official... soul-soothing cliché,

"There is a time for life and death, fate is decreed by heaven."

Natasha narrowed her eyes, in time with that resonant piano key, halted her foot, hooked her fingers around Sui Yi’s hand, a red glow concentrated at her fingertips, attaching to Sui Yi’s right elbow.

With seductive lips she said, "So now, tell me, who decrees your fate?"

The silent but palpable threat shone as brightly as her eyes.

The intense atmosphere made Philip and the others tense.

Damn, their boss actually got angry!

This Sui Yi is really capable.

But now is not a good time, and this Oriental Beauty is of unknown origins, and so young, it better not be an heir of one of those ancient schools in China, otherwise it would be like stirring up a hornet’s nest, which is quite troublesome...

Especially with Yale present, this man would likely complicate matters without any courtesy...

Philip put down his wine glass.

Ye Zixu tightened his grip on his weapon.

The Earl of Platinum knew there was a deity, Wayne was thrilled...

If that second were frozen, the expressions on their faces would be the most moving scene of this evening’s banquet...

But time continued.

The next second.

Sui Yi’s left hand landed on Natasha’s waist, the white fabric obvious, against that shocking red.

She didn’t speak, neither retreating nor avoiding, her expression as calm as an ancient well as she watched Natasha.

A second of silence.

Natasha looked at her, her eyes gradually turning a vivid red...like blood, yet in a flash, rapidly faded away, that second of enchanting beauty and blood pact gave everyone a second of bone-chilling cold.

A second later, her lips curved up, her slim and beautiful fingers lightly grasped Sui Yi’s slender arm.

Not light nor heavy, appearing affectionate, yet seemingly frigid.

’Sui Yi, Irememberyou"

I will remember you.

The cello’s final note lingered...

The piano key struck its last tone.

Four people glided out in pairs, leaving each other’s dance steps.

Leaving that dance, ending the prolonged and unstable triptych of dance music.

The dust settled.

Sui Yi stood in place, her left hand fingers slightly curved, watching Natasha turn and leave without hesitation...

By her side, Cao Qijun and Losar stepped forward, their faces filled with concern: "Sui Yi, you...."

God knows how worried she was earlier, fearing that Natasha, the first Princess who made the United Kingdom pale in comparison, would slay Sui Yi on the spot...

"It’s fine," Sui Yi shook her head slightly, and seeing no change in her expression, everyone else sighed in relief.

Ye Zixu gripped his weapon and moved to the side, but saw that Yi had already grasped Sui Yi’s elbow, Sui Yi turned her head to look at her, her expression candid.

Yi’s expression was blank, she gave Sui Yi a deep look, then retracted her hand.

On the other side, Yale and Natasha were still the hosts, others mingled with their glasses, as if the previous dance did not happen.

Latter, some people commented that this triptych of dances...was the most chaotic, strangest, and most unsuccessful dance in the history of the nobility, but also the most successful.

Because it successfully exposed many people’s... clandesitine alliances!

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Sui Yi sat in the corner sofa, that cold, aloof posture let those who rushed over for the five jade mines quickly understand her refusal.

Alright, many were dissatisfied, and many others had other ideas... but it was hard to be resolute and forceful, because her dance with Natasha had revealed her... danger.

In a way, it was a blessing in disguise for Sui Yi.

A person sat on the sofa in front of Sui Yi.

Not the Old Master, nor the Earl of Platinum, much less business partners like Justin.

Not even capital tycoons like Mario.

But a young man whom Sui Yi did not recognize.

This young man looked good, scholarly, with gold-rimmed glasses, fair skin, and reddish-brown hair, looking like a doctor involved in scholarly research... but he was too young.

Yet his temperament was remarkable, the first Sui Yi had seen outside of Su Zimu with such a strong literary air.

But when this man spoke, his words were as follows.

"Miss Sui Yi, since you have no intention of selling the five invaluable jade mines, why then do you attend this banquet?"

He took off his glasses, gently wiping them with a lens cloth, after wiping them he put them back on, "I’m sorry, you probably don’t recognize me... My name is Lv En Mosent, Chinese name Lv Si."

"Lv Si?"

Sharp, meticulous, and penetrating... someone from within?

"More or less."

His demeanor was open, unlike that of those businessmen.

Yet he was still a businessman.

The red-topped businessman from France, the city of romance, a world-class businessman.

Lv En Mosent, who firmly controlled this trillion-dollar consortium within a year of taking the helm.

Lv En Mosent.

Mosent, Sui Yi remembered this family name associated with Ode... the Chicken Blood Stone... Mosent... a nouveau riche.

Coincidence?

Sui Yi leaned entirely on the soft sofa, quietly looking at the super-rich tycoon before her...

"Are you curious for yourself, or for your family? As I know, Mosent does not get involved in this area,"

"That was before. In fact, I am now somewhat curious about it..."

I am curious, which means the direction of the family.

A confident and domineering person.

But outwardly so gentle and refined...

Knowing someone’s face does not mean you know their heart... A brute in the guise of a gentleman... Fatty Gao, sitting not far away, muttered silently in his heart...

Ye Zixu, standing behind Sui Yi, had no comment on this...

Sui Yi crossed her left leg over her right, looking at him, "Do I have to answer your first question?"

"No," he waved his hand, smiling: "I personally believe that a woman always has the right to refuse a man at any time, especially beautiful and elegant women."

These young masters... have mastered the art of being graceful while playing the rogue to perfection.

Sui Yi calmly raised the teacup, took a sip.

The tea tasted quite nice. (To be continued. If you like this novel, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)