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"Oh? Is that so?" Kiana narrowed her eyes slightly, a smile playing on her lips. She deliberately drew out her words while staring intently at Siegfried with a suspicious look. "I feel like you're quite envious of Chen Yuan, Dad."

Siegfried wanted to explain something, but Kiana's question froze him in place; he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

His face, which had been relatively calm, was now flushed red like a ripe apple, and even a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just as the awkward atmosphere was gradually spreading, Cecilia finally couldn't stand it anymore. She first chuckled softly, then reached out and gently patted Kiana's head.

He said softly, "Alright, my darling daughter, stop teasing your father. As for Ragnar, it's best we don't speculate."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cecilia slowly turned around and turned her gaze back to Ragnar and Chenyuan, who were still standing in the center of the living room.

They stood facing each other, only inches apart, yet both remained motionless like statues, as if engaged in a silent, profound exchange that no one else could intervene in.

Time ticked by, and the air around them seemed to grow heavy with the stillness. Just when everyone thought the silence would continue indefinitely, Ragnar suddenly made a move.

She slowly raised her right hand and wiped away a single, glistening tear that had somehow slipped down her cheek. Then, a faint smile spread across Ragnar's face.

She turned her head slightly, gazing at Chen Yuan before her, and spoke in a gentle tone, "Mr. Chen Yuan, would I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me?"

"Dancing?" Chen Yuan was taken aback upon hearing this. He subconsciously looked around, then scratched the back of his head, a look of hesitation and embarrassment on his face.

"Well... it doesn't seem quite right. After all, this is Cecilia's home. It feels weird to dance here. Besides, I'm not really good at dancing."

Just then, a clear voice suddenly came from the other end of the corridor, "Oh dear, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like listening to some beautiful music!" The speaker was Cecilia.

Before she finished speaking, she nudged Siegfried beside her with her elbow. Siegfried was slightly taken aback by Cecilia's nudge, but he quickly recovered and nodded in agreement.

"Ah, yes, yes, especially the kind of melodious, soothing music. It's so pleasant to listen to while washing dishes!" Although he knew in his heart that Cecilia did this on purpose, Siegfried could only agree with a wry smile.

Hearing the two of them talking in unison, Chen Yuan immediately understood! Thinking of this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He blushed and scratched his cheek, then turned his gaze to Ragnar standing to the side.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan slowly walked up to Ragnar, then knelt on one knee and said softly, "Beautiful lady, although my dancing skills may be a little rusty, I wonder if I would have the honor of inviting you to dance with me?"

“Of course, Mr. Chenyuan.” Ragnar said softly with a smile. He then raised his arm, slowly extended his right hand, and gently placed it in Chenyuan’s broad palm.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yuan swiftly and firmly grasped her slender, soft hand. As the melodious music began, the two, as if of one mind, began to dance in perfect harmony.

Their steps were light and agile, their bodies swaying gracefully to the rhythm. Every movement was so coordinated and fluid, as if they were born to be dance partners.

The soft light in the living room fell upon them like a veil, making their figures exceptionally clear.

Under the lights, the two danced in a dreamlike and beautiful way, their shadows stretched out on the ground and intertwined, creating a stunning picture.

Kiana stood quietly to the side, her gaze fixed on the two dancing figures. Her eyes were filled with envy.

She couldn't help but wonder to herself, "Will I... one day be able to be like Sister Ragnar, with Chenyuan...?"

'Wait, why am I thinking about fate?' Just then, Kiana seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, 'Dad, Mom, did you dance like this when you were young?'

Upon hearing their daughter's question, Cecilia and Siegfried exchanged a glance, then smiled warmly and nodded in unison.

“Yes, my darling,” Siegfried replied, reminiscing about the good old days. “Back then, your mother and I also enjoyed the joy of dancing just like we do now.”

"At that time, everything around us seemed to no longer matter, and it felt like the whole world consisted of just the two of us."

As he spoke, his eyes grew increasingly gentle, and the smile on his lips lingered for a long time, the happy memory deeply imprinted in the deepest part of his heart.

"Is that so...? That must be wonderful..." Kiana murmured softly, slowly turning around with slightly heavy steps. As she walked away, her figure finally disappeared behind the door of her room.

Cecilia gazed silently in the direction Kiana had left, a hint of tenderness and pity in her eyes. She gently turned her head, casting her gaze upon Siegfried beside her. Siegfried, too, wore a complex expression.

Cecilia tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "It seems our little girl is quite jealous. But thinking back, your dancing skills were indeed a bit rusty back then."

Hearing his wife's assessment, Siegfried was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh. He scratched the back of his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said...

"Haha, I certainly wasn't good enough back then. So now, my dear, let me show you whether I've improved over the years!" With that, Siegfried extended his right hand, palm up, toward Cecilia.

“Okay.” Cecilia responded with a smile, raising her left hand and gently placing it on Siegfried’s palm. Their eyes met, instantly igniting the deep-seated love in each other’s hearts.

As melodious music began to play, Siegfried took Cecilia's hand and began to dance lightly. Their figures were like butterflies fluttering in the spacious living room, twirling and swaying.

On the other side, in Cocolia's room, she was lying on the big bed like a deflated balloon, looking very unhappy and muttering to herself.

"Chen Yuan! You heartless bastard, where have you gone?! You caused me so much trouble before, and now I can't even find a trace of you."

"They completely ignored me and didn't care about me at all! It's infuriating!!!" She practically spat out those words through gritted teeth at the end.

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For the next month, Chen Yuan remained with the Anti-Entropy organization, focusing on further exploring and perfecting the power contained in the three gems.

During this period, he received assistance from three of the world's most renowned top powerhouses: Walter Yang, Siegfried, and Cecilia.

Under their guidance and joint efforts, Chen Yuan's control over his own body improved by leaps and bounds, reaching a state of near perfection.

Meanwhile, the situation was different for Bronya and Kiana. They had only stayed at the North American base for two short days before Theresa swiftly "captured" them.

Kiana, in particular, cried so heartbreakingly and devastatingly when she had to leave! Her cries were so pitiful that they were enough to make anyone's heart ache and move them deeply.

It's worth mentioning that as time goes by, the feelings between Chenyuan and Ragnar are rapidly intensifying and deepening. Now, their relationship is as veiled as a thin layer of mist.

They were just a hair's breadth away from completely breaking through, but for them at this moment, whether or not they truly revealed their feelings for each other seemed no longer important.

At this very moment, in Cocolia's spacious and bright office, Chenyuan was leisurely leaning against Cocolia's long and soft thighs.

Ragnar sat quietly to the side, holding a plate of glistening grapes. Every now and then, he would gently pick up a plump, round grape and tenderly place it into Chenyuan's slightly parted mouth…

Bathed in this warm atmosphere, Chen Yuan felt as if he were immersed in a dream. Soft sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, gently falling on his slightly languid face, bringing waves of warmth.

With two stunningly beautiful women by his side, he was overjoyed and felt like he was floating on air, experiencing the ultimate pleasure.

Cocolia gave Chenyuan a coquettish glare, then reached out her slender hand and gently patted his head, saying in a slightly helpless tone.

"Hey, can't you be a little more serious? You can't wait to come here whenever you get the chance."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mischievous smile, and he replied unhurriedly, "Hehe, my dear Cocolia, don't you want me to spend more time with you?"

“If I’m busy like a spinning top all day, how will I have time to spend with you? Besides, you’d much rather I be by your side, relaxed and carefree, than see me looking listless and lifeless all day, right?”

As he spoke, Chen Yuan deliberately rubbed against Cocolia's long, fair thighs a few times, behaving like a street rogue.

Cocolia was clearly not prepared for Chenyuan's sudden action. In an instant, a faint blush rose on her beautiful face, as tempting as a ripe apple.

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