A beautiful summer night

"Watching through a screen isn't enough. If you're so eager, come and see me in person." Xie Qiyan said calmly, leaning back and only revealing a bit of his neck.

Her prominent Adam's apple moves slightly when she speaks, and it looks sexy even through a screen.

Xia Wanzhi had no idea what was in the bloodline of the Becker family across three generations.

But she may have successfully inherited Ms. Ross's lecherousness.

All the reserve she showed before she got together with Xie Qiyan was fake.

After getting together with Xie Qiyan, it was as if her whole being had been unlocked.

Play whatever is exciting.

Xia Wanzhi hated it so much.

I should have taken a screenshot and saved it to savor the moment.

After all, with such handsome men in front of you, you can temporarily put aside any notions of modesty.

She hadn't seen him for only a day, and she already missed him a little.

"I'm not watching." Xia Wanzhi remembered that she had to dress up for the family ball tomorrow, even though it was just a formality. But if Xie Qiyan, that jealous bastard, knew she was going to dance with another man—

Then the end of the world might really be coming.

Seeing her raised eyebrows suddenly furrow, Xie Qiyan wondered if he had spoiled her mood.

She just couldn't help teasing her.

Even a grown man has his sensitive moments, so he lifted his knuckles and tugged at his tightly covering pajamas, revealing a bit of his collarbone, and coughed awkwardly: "It's okay to take a look."

Xia Wanzhi was amused and retorted jokingly, "You'd better beg me."

Xie Qiyan: "..."

It needs to be cleaned up.

Since she couldn't guarantee the room was 100% soundproof, Xia Wanzhi was afraid that her slippery father, Xia Yongqing, might pretend to be passing by and steal information, so she didn't dare to let the video chat go on for too long. After chatting for a while, she hung up and rested.

The next day, as evening fell, the ball began, and Xia Wanzhi made a grand entrance as the finale, dressed as a princess from a fairy tale kingdom.

A Western-style ball is grand, elegant, and noble.

The music swirls in the hall, the dance steps leap, but then freeze at the sound of old Richard's voice.

The old man was introducing his granddaughter to everyone in fluent English with a relaxed expression.

There were so many speeches that Xia Wanzhi became distracted and glanced around at the noble children.

Foreigners have different hair colors, but there seems to be a dark head hidden in the crowd.

Black hair?

Xia Wanzhi's gaze locked on her.

But there were too many people, obscuring the person's face.

Xia Wanzhi wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she vaguely felt that the man's hairstyle was somewhat similar to Xie Qiyan's.

She quickly changed her mind.

This is a ball hosted by the Becker family; how could Xie Qiyan possibly barge in?

It must be hallucinations caused by excessive longing.

Xia Wanzhi put aside these random thoughts. Just then, old man Richard finished his speech, and the whole audience erupted in applause. Xia Wanzhi was the focus of the crowd. After regaining her composure, she looked straight ahead with grace and poise.

This was her first time attending such a foreign aristocratic social event. She was led around by old man Richard the whole time, and in just a short while, she met several family heirs.

The person is indeed quite fair-skinned.

He was a gentleman, polite, and handsome, and made no attempt to hide his affection for Xia Wanzhi.

Given her status, Xia Wanzhi didn't bother to determine whether their goodwill stemmed from her background or from their admiration for her.

Xia Wanzhi couldn't remember any of these people's names; her mind was filled with Xie Qiyan.

What is Xie Qiyan doing?

Has Xie Qiyan had dinner?

Will Xie Qiyan send her a message since her phone isn't with her?

She didn't mention the ball, but what if Xie Qiyan found out someday and tied her up...?

Xia Wanzhi was clearly distracted.

Someone stepped forward and invited Xia Wanzhi to dance. Old man Richard raised his chin, indicating that Xia Wanzhi should interact with the person more.

This is basic courtesy.

Dance is pure.

Xia Wanzhi smiled slightly. After releasing old man Richard's arm, just as her fingertips were about to fall into the noble young man's hand, a warm hand reached out and pinched her slender, white fingertips in its own.

Xia Wanzhi was suddenly startled.

The young nobleman looked at the man who had snatched his prize with surprise.

The man possessed a face that could be described as exceptional among men of Eastern descent, and unlike the gentle demeanor of a noble youth, he exuded a powerful aura.

"Excuse me, Mr. Walker, Ms. Xia Wanzhi promised to save the first dance for me tonight." Xie Qiyan put on his glasses again, revealing an undisguised possessiveness in his eyes behind the lenses.

He knew this young nobleman, and he spoke Chinese.

The young man seemed to know him as well, and was not angry about it. Perhaps he guessed the relationship between the two and politely gave way.

Xia Wanzhi's mind went blank for a moment, her large, bright eyes filled with confusion as she stared at Xie Qiyan, who had suddenly appeared at the ball: "..."

Richard was still standing to the side, sizing up Xie Qiyan.

To be able to enter the manor and attend this ball, one must have received an invitation.

But Richard didn't remember that any Chinese people were on the invitation list.

And this person looks somewhat familiar.

He looks exactly like the gigolo who appeared on the trending topics list with his beloved granddaughter a while ago.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Richard." Xie Qiyan naturally switched to using his left hand to hold Xia Wanzhi's hand, while extending his free right hand to the old man Richard.

Old man Richard looked at their tightly clasped hands with a stern face.

Xia Wanzhi was out of her mind and didn't notice the old man Richard's hidden dissatisfaction.

"You are……"

"Xie Qiyan." Xie Qiyan introduced himself by his Chinese name.

It was clear that old Richard's displeasure was steadily increasing.

“Brother Xie?” Richard had heard Xia Yongqing and Ross mention Xie many times last night, and upon hearing the surname Xie, he immediately thought of this brother Xie.

Xia Wanzhi suddenly snapped back to reality: "..."

Would you say Xie's brother is famous both at home and abroad?

“It’s me,” Xie Qiyan replied politely, then added, “Also Elvis, Mrs. York’s adopted grandson.”

The doubt in old Richard's eyes instantly turned into surprise, and then slowly returned to calm.

He did not invite Xie Qiyan, but he did send an invitation to the York family.

"Ah, Mr. Elvis, alright, I understand." Old man Richard's gaze fell again on the two people's intertwined hands. With mixed feelings in his heart and still not sorting out his thoughts, he mechanically said, "Go dance."

As soon as he left, Xia Wanzhi moved closer to him. Unable to pull her fingers out, she simply pinched Xie Qiyan's thigh with her fingertips.

She maintained her smile, but the words she forced out through clenched teeth carried a hint of gritted teeth: "Elvis? Mr. Elvis? Mrs. York's adopted grandson?"

The force was considerable; although Xie Qiyan remained expressionless, he tried his best to endure the pain.

Xia Wanzhi chuckled: "When did you start acting like someone's grandson?"

Xie Qiyan: "..."

"It's a long story." Xie Qiyan held her hand and manually helped her into a dancing pose. The spot on his outer thigh where he had pinched her burned with pain. He chuckled in a deep voice, "Dancing with my dear Princess Wanzi at the Becker family's ball would be a very romantic thing. Would Princess Wanzi do me the honor of having some fun?"

"When did I agree to save the first dance for you?" Xia Wanzhi puffed out her cheeks and deliberately stepped on his foot: "You can still laugh, Xie Qiyan, you have too many secrets."

He was hiding far too many things from her.

Perhaps she was too infatuated; this love, which she had fallen so quickly into, was not yet mature enough.

She thought they were very close, but in reality, she knew nothing about his secrets or what had happened to him.