Seeing that she was serious, Chen Xiao stopped mentioning Fu Yan.

He's not a good man anyway, he's a rotten peach blossom, so let's not mention it.

But Fu Yan's pursuit of Shen Chu became more and more aggressive. There were different bouquets of fake flowers every day, and there was one bouquet of different flowers every day in his circle of friends. There was a lot of buzz in the circle, but Shen Chu, the person involved, was very calm.

At Thursday's dinner, Shen Chu wore a sexy and chic black dress and attracted a lot of attention as soon as she entered the venue.

Chen Xiao nudged Shen Chu over to join in the fun. When she saw Fu Yan approaching, she gently pulled Shen Chu: "Xiao Wu, look at your nine o'clock direction."

Shen Chu turned her head and looked over. When she saw Fu Yan, her brows moved slightly.

"Miss Shen."

Within two seconds, Fu Yan was in front of her.

Fu Yan was wearing a red suit today, which made his face even more attractive.

Shen Chu smiled lightly: "Young Master Fu."

"Aren't the flowers I sent beautiful?"

Fu Yan took a sip of red wine and stared at her with peach blossom eyes.

"nice."

"Then why did Ms. Shen never accept an appointment?"

Did he date her?

Shen Chu thought of the bouquet that had never been in his hands, suddenly thought of something, and raised his eyebrows slightly, but his expression did not change: "Sorry, Mr. Fu, I've been busy recently."

Fu Yan didn't expose her: "Then I invite you to dance now, isn't it too much?"

After saying that, without waiting for Shen Chu's reply, he raised his hand as an invitation.

Chen Xiao had already let go and stood aside to watch the excitement. Everyone in Lincheng knew about Fu Yan's threat to pursue Shen Chu.

At this moment, Fu Yan invited Shen Chu to dance. Although many people were still talking, their attention fell on the two of them.

"I can't dance, Mr. Fu."

She can dance, but she doesn't want to dance with Fu Yan.

"It doesn't matter, you can step on me."

"..."

By the time she finished speaking, Fu Yan had already reached out and led her onto the dance floor.

Zhou Zile, who was watching the excitement on the side, couldn't help but sneered: "This Fu Yan is so shameless!"

After saying that, Zhou Zile looked away and looked at Bo Mu Nian beside him. Seeing him looking at the dance floor, he deliberately asked: "Do you want to dance too?"

Bo Mu Nian didn't speak, but his face was a little cold.

On the dance floor, Shen Chu and Fu Yan's rhythms became more and more consistent. Gradually, the originally gentle music suddenly became cheerful, and Shen Chu, who said he couldn't dance, was on the dance floor with his skirt flying.

Everyone else on the dance floor subconsciously gave up their seats in the middle, and Shen Chu and Fu Yan became the focus of the audience as they danced.

Zhou Zi was happy to see him silent and was too lazy to ask for trouble.

The dance floor was getting more and more exciting. He didn't expect that Shen Chu could not only play drums, but also dance extremely well.

Although Fu Yan is a casual person who doesn't look reliable, he also joined the national dance team, but he was injured later and Fu Yan quit.

Now Fu Yan was leading Shen Chu on the dance floor. The rhythm became faster and faster, and the dance postures became more and more beautiful. The hem of the long skirt kept rising, and the onlookers couldn't help but sway slightly along with it.

"Shen Chu has practiced, right? She can keep up with Fu Yan's rhythm!"

Bo Mu Nian snorted coldly: "It's ugly."

Didn’t you say you can’t dance?

Liar!

Zhou Zile clicked his tongue: "Isn't this a very exciting dance? How ugly is it?"

During the song, the people on the dance floor also stopped moving, and applause rang out from around them. Zhou Zile applauded and said with a smile: "A-Nian, are you jealous?"

Bo Mu Nian glanced sideways at Zhou Zile: "I don't have this hobby!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the meeting hall.
Chapter completed!