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She quietly gazed into Shen Huaichu\'s eyes, and the surrounding music seemed to vanish instantly, leaving only the sound of her heartbeat.

Shen Huaichu gradually slowed his steps, his gaze still fixed on Jing Yi, a hint of unease flashing through his deep eyes as he patiently waited for her answer.

Watching Jing Yi smile sweetly at another person, just thinking that everything about her didn\'t belong to him, Shen Huaichu found it difficult to maintain his cool composure.

Even if this was all pretense, it still felt the same.

Under Shen Huaichu\'s direct gaze, Jing Yi tried to organize her chaotic thoughts, struggling to calm her uncontrollable heartbeat.

No! Now wasn\'t the time to discuss this!

Her heart still racing, Jing Yi blinked and said, "Mr. Shen, I\'m looking for a boyfriend, not a coach." What did it matter whether he could race cars with her or not?

Jing Yi hadn\'t directly answered his second question, but for Shen Huaichu, it was already somewhat good news.

But before joy could appear in his eyes, Jing Yi added, "However, Mr. Shen, this isn\'t a yes! You still need to think about how to dispel his suspicions!"

Shen Huaichu\'s mood plummeted from cloud nine to rock bottom. He sighed softly, "Step on me." Jing Yi frowned, confused, "What did you say?"

Shen Huaichu looked at her, resignation flashing in his eyes, "Don\'t we need to dispel his suspicions? Why not treat me as a shameless pursuer?"

Like a mad dog that had lost all reason, regardless of whether it was part of the plan or if there were many people around, he just wanted to keep her by his side.

Jing Yi\'s almond eyes showed hesitation, "...Are you sure? Don\'t you want to see what I\'m wearing first?" She was wearing high heels today.

A hint of amusement showed in Shen Huaichu\'s eyes, "I\'m sure." The moment he came up, he had already thought of a solution. He couldn\'t let his selfish desires disrupt Jing Yi\'s plans.

Jing Yi hesitated, but there was no better option. A flash of sympathy crossed her eyes.

"...Remember to apply medicine when you get back."

Shen Huaichu\'s lips curled slightly, but in the next second, pain shot through his foot, freezing the smile on his face.

She really hadn\'t held back at all.

Shen Huaichu continued to hold her hand firmly, completing the dance despite the circumstances.

To onlookers, Jing Yi had clearly shown her dislike for Shen Huaichu.

Meanwhile, Jing Zeqian watched Jing Yi\'s actions and drew in a sharp breath—was she dancing on the floor or on Shen Huaichu\'s shoes?

"Brother, it\'s good you stopped me, otherwise I might be crippled now..." Jing Zeyou glanced at him. Though that wasn\'t what he meant, the thought wasn\'t wrong.

Jing Zeyou looked in their direction, thoughtful. So this was Shen Huaichu\'s solution?

It seemed he needed to think more highly of him.

As the ballroom music drew to a close, the dance ended.

Under everyone\'s gaze, Jing Yi put on an innocent expression and apologized to Shen Huaichu: "I\'m sorry, Mr. Shen, I\'m not very good at dancing." Then she turned and left.

Shen Huaichu remained standing there, amusement and indulgence flashing in his eyes. He was about to turn and leave.

"Mr. Shen."

Wang Boqi approached.

Shen Huaichu gave him a cold look, like a bottomless dark pool.

Wang Boqi\'s smile deepened. He hadn\'t missed the earlier \'show,\' and as for Shen Huaichu\'s displeasure, it was merely embarrassment and anger at being rejected by Jing Yi.

"I didn\'t expect Mr. Shen would be the one to dance the second dance with Miss Jing. I thought that fortune would smile upon me."

Wang Boqi\'s voice carried a hint of smugness, his eyes filled with contempt.

So what if he had taken over Huarui Group? So what if he was capable? Jing Yi still favored him over Shen Huaichu.

Shen Huaichu stood opposite him, his gaze stern, maintaining that aloof expression as he spoke in a deep, calm voice.

"Then I hope Mr. Wang will have such good fortune next time."

Wang Boqi chuckled, "Well, Miss Jing certainly has qualities that make one\'s heart flutter." He stared at Shen Huaichu for two seconds, with a meaningful smile, "Isn\'t that right, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Huaichu narrowed his eyes, his lips drawing into a straight line, "Naturally, a beautiful lady attracts all gentlemen, nothing strange about that." A sharp, fierce intent lurked in the depths of his eyes.

Surprised by Shen Huaichu\'s frank admission, Wang Boqi was momentarily stunned. Thinking about how Shen Huaichu\'s object of affection would favor him instead, he grew even more smug.

"There\'s nothing strange about it indeed, but Mr. Shen, you can steal something once, but not twice." Wang Boqi\'s voice carried mockery, deliberately drawing out his words, showing off shamelessly as if victory was already his.

Every word seemed deliberately designed to provoke Shen Huaichu\'s nerves. Even knowing it was all pretense, murderous intent still churned coldly in his heart.

The two men faced off, tension thick in the air.

Not far away, Jing Yi, who was arm-in-arm with Lin Ruiqing, watched this scene with worry flashing in her eyes. Thinking of Wang Boqi\'s presence, she discreetly looked away.

Seeing Wang Boqi growing more smug, Shen Huaichu finally responded slowly, his tone cold, "Steal? Mr. Wang, in what capacity are you saying this? Or has the relationship between the Jing and Wang families become that close?"

Wang Boqi\'s expression changed, the smugness in his eyes instantly freezing as if a sore spot had been hit. "Just casual conversation, Mr. Shen. Don\'t take it to heart."

Shen Huaichu watched Wang Boqi\'s figure, his gaze ice-cold.

Gu Lin hurried over, looking concerned, "Brother, what did that person say to you?" Why did his brother look so upset?

Shen Huaichu shook his head, saying nothing, only gesturing for Gu Lin to come closer and placing a hand on his shoulder.

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Gu Lin drew in a sharp breath, looking at his foot in shock, "Jing Yi is really ruthless!"

What could Shen Huaichu say? He deserved it. "Don\'t talk nonsense, my leg is just numb." Gu Lin\'s expression was complicated—you must really be in love.

Just as Gu Lin was about to help him walk to the side, Jing Zeqian approached again.

Gu Lin looked at Shen Huaichu, then at Jing Zeqian—who was really the protagonist of this party?

Shen Huaichu removed his hand from Gu Lin\'s shoulder and calmly greeted the approaching Jing Zeqian.

Jing Zeqian raised an eyebrow, his tone playful, "How are you, Mr. Shen? Need me to call an ambulance?" If only he could hide the schadenfreude in his eyes, Shen Huaichu might have believed his concern was genuine.

"Young Mr. Jing is too kind. Yi Yi just doesn\'t know how to dance and accidentally stepped on my foot a few times."

Jing Zeqian crossed his arms, clearly annoyed by Shen Huaichu\'s attitude, his tone provocative, "I suppose so. My Yi Yi hardly weighs anything—surely no man would be so injured by just a few steps that he couldn\'t walk?"

Gu Lin silently looked at Shen Huaichu\'s foot, noting several dents in his shoes.

Shen Huaichu remained completely unruffled, his voice still devoid of warmth, "Of course."