The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 520: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (59)

As Cao Shixun watched Su Xiangran so patiently calming them down, the feeling of suffocation in his heart grew stronger.

She cared about everyone's opinions and feelings except him.

This feeling of being ignored made him clench his fists involuntarily, as if this was the only thing he could do at the moment.

During the intermission, Xie Wanru asked softly, "Master Cao, do you want to continue dancing? Or can we find a place to enjoy some delicious food together?"

Although her eyes revealed a hint of sharpness, they cleverly concealed her true emotions.

Cao Shixun smiled slightly, nodded politely and said, "Then let's go! It's really my fault for letting the lady stand here for so long."

Originally, because of the exchange of dance partners just now, Xie Wanru was worried that Cao Shixun was dissatisfied with her.

However, after hearing him say this, she realized that Cao Shixun might also have some feelings for her, so she smiled and nodded in agreement.

With smiles on their faces, Cao Shixun and Xie Wanru walked to the dining table to get some delicacies, and then found a sofa in a secluded corner and sat down.

The location they "chose" was quite clever.

The sofa was at a corner, and you couldn't see them unless you got close. Then the two of them sat opposite each other, enjoying the food and chatting.

"Ms. Xie, what do you think of today's dance?" Cao Shixun asked with a smile on his face. Although he asked the question, half of his mind was on the other side not far from them.

That seat was where Su Xiangran and the others had sat just now, but they had just gone to get their food and had not returned to their seats yet.

Of course, Cao Shixun was not sure whether they would change seats, so sitting on the sofa now was a gamble.

"Very good, the people at the party are very enthusiastic." Xie Wanru lowered her head and responded a little shyly, "and it is a great honor to be able to dance with Master Cao."

Cao Shixun smiled, but was thinking about Su Xiangran in his heart.

He couldn't help but secretly compare Xie Wanru and Su Xiangran, trying to find out the differences between them.

As for things in this world, “those involved are more confused than those who are not involved, while those who are not involved can see more clearly.”

Xie Wanru was so smart that she could see that Cao Shixun was absent-minded, so she asked casually, "Mr. Cao, don't you usually attend dances?"

"Why do you say that, Miss Xie?" The smile on Cao Shixun's face changed slightly, but there was an extra scrutiny in his eyes.

"I think although Mr. Cao's dancing skills are outstanding, he has too much strength..." Xie Wanru certainly couldn't directly say that Cao Shixun was a rough man, so she could only use a roundabout way, "But the young man you just saw is a good dancer."

"Humph! He is naturally the best at these things." It would have been fine if Song Chengjing was not mentioned, but as soon as this person was mentioned, Cao Shixun was obviously a little bit unable to suppress his anger, "A man wearing a pink and white shirt, I don't know where he got this from!"

"Eh!" Xie Wanru didn't expect Cao Shixun to be so repulsive to others. Besides, this reason was a bit...

So naive, like a little kid. I didn't expect that the cold and arrogant young commander of the Cao family would have such a side to him when I first met him.

This contrast actually made Xie Wanru's liking for him grow.

She has never been one of those women with bound feet in the old days. Xie Wanru believes that if you like something, you should take the initiative to fight for it.

"Mr. Cao, I heard that there is an art exhibition recently. I wonder if you are interested in visiting it together?" So she immediately made an invitation.

Cao Shixun hesitated for a moment. He wanted to refuse, but while he was hesitating, the owner of the seat next to him came back.

"Brother Ajing, the color of your shirt is so unique. No one in the entire ball has the same color as you." Su Xiangran's voice was filled with admiration.

"Silly sister! Brother Chengjing ordered this shirt in the same color as the cheongsam you ordered earlier." Su Yanqing's voice was full of ridicule, "Only he dares to wear this pink and white color."

"Is that so? Brother Ajing." There was a smile in Su Xiangran's voice.

"Yes! This color matches your cheongsam skirt the best." Song Chengjing did not hide anything and admitted it frankly, "Whatever color Xiaoran likes, I will wear it with you as long as there is a men's one in the future."

"Hey! Don't spoil her." Su Yanqing complained to the two of them without any hesitation, "Don't let her wear women's clothes with you. Or if she wears bright red one day, I wonder how you will go out then."

The speaker had no intention, but the two people in front of Su Yanqing heard his words and stopped talking after hearing them.

In a trance, the two looked at each other, then immediately turned their heads away.

Song Chengjing coughed lightly, thinking that he should make his position clear: "It doesn't matter, I can do anything!"

Cao Shixun next door had some guesses in his mind, and wanted to go next door to interject, but just as he stood up, he met Xie Wanru's expectant eyes, and then he remembered his "mission" for the day, so he could only agree: "Okay, let's go together then."

Just then, melodious music sounded and the dance began again.

"Mr. Cao, let's continue dancing." Xie Wanru stood up and extended her hand to Cao Shixun.

Cao Shixun nodded and took her into the dance floor. When he left his seat, he couldn't help but look back at the three people in the next seat.

Su Yanqing forked a piece of fruit and put it into his mouth. Su Xiangran must have just eaten a piece of cake, and there was still a little bit of cream at the corner of her mouth. Song Chengjing naturally took the initiative to wipe the corner of her mouth.

The action was so skillful that it seemed as if he had done it many times.