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n”M’lady, would you give me the honor of dancing with you?”

nLei Zhao bowed and held out his hand out like a gentleman smirking when she looked at him in surprise.

nThe shock quickly dispersed and Yan Mei chuckled. Nodding, she slipped her hands unto his. They made their way to the huge dance floor in the middle of the ballroom.

nPeople made room for them, as they walked towards the middle of the dance floor. Lei Zhao pulled her closer, her body molding into his as if they were made for each other as he placed his hands on her waist. Yan Mei smiled and wrapped her hands around his neck.

nUncontrollable feelings surged through Yan Mei’s body as she looked up into his eyes and their gazes locked—looking lovely in each other’s eyes.

nYan Mei tilted her head when she felt Lei Zhao’s finger graze against her cheeks as the song began.

nThe rhythm of their bodies danced slowly to the music. As their bodies molded together, he could feel the beat of her heart—her soft breath on his neck.

nHe twirled her around, dipping her as he leaned forward closer to her. Staring at the beauty in front of him, Lei Zhao’s breathing became shallow and his heart suddenly felt heavy in his heart.

n”You’re so beautiful,” Lei Zhao murmured suddenly.

nLei Zhao’s eyes raked over her face and he pressed his lips on her forehead making her smile joyfully when she saw the look of pure happiness in his eyes.

nYan Mei set her head on his shoulder. Nothing else seemed to matter at that moment. Yan Mei decided to let go of her pain, sorrow, and worries.

nShe was in the arms of her husband and that’s what mattered. A soft smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

nSuddenly, they heard loud clapping around them.

nYan Mei noticed the music had already stopped and they also noticed there was a spotlight on them.

nWhile they were dancing, everyone had stopped to watch them in awe as they sway to the music. They could see how much the couple seem completely taken with each other.

nLei Zhao cupped Yan Mei’s face in his hand, then spoke.

n”You know, Wifey… having you in my arms is the best feeling in the world but I think having you on top of me tonight would be my new addiction,” Lei Zhao purred looking in her eyes.

nYan Mei rolled her eyes but a smile flashed in her eyes. Oblivious to Yan Mei and Lei Zhao they hadn’t noticed the person glaring at them as they danced.

nWang Lu.

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nWang Lu walked towards the ballroom with a scowl on his face. Since he came to City S, his fiancée hadn’t stopped calling him.

nShe was starting to get on his nerves. He heaved a sigh as he walked to towards the crowd. He searched for Mr. Li and saw the man talking to some business partners. He made his way towards the man.

nAfter greeting some business partners and talking to Mr. Li, Wang Lu made his way to the bar. He has always hated these occasions.

nWith a glass of whiskey in his hands, he looked around the room and noticed that many women were gazing at him with hunger in their eyes. He frowned at them and ignored them, taking a sip of his whiskey.

nThen his eyes fell on her. The woman in red. She was beautiful with her white skin, her high cheekbones, her full lips, and those striking eyes.

nHe felt his heart beating erratically in his chest as he looked down into her eyes. His breath hitched. Downing the rest of his drink, he slammed the glass cup on the bar counter startling the bartender.

nWithout thinking, he found himself weaving through the crowds of people making his way towards her.

nHe couldn’t help the feeling of anticipation and nervousness coursing through him at the thought that she must be his Meimei.

nWang Lu saw that she was looking around the room for someone.

n’Who?’

nHer chin was held up confidently like a queen. Then he saw a man tapping on her shoulder from behind.

nHe clenched his fists. He didn’t like other men touching what was his. Wang Lu stopped walking when he saw a smile on her face as she slipped her hand into the man’s hand.

nThe man led her to the dance floor and pulled her closer to him. He could see the love in the man’s eyes as he gazed at her.

n’Who was he?’

nHe watched as his Meimei looked at the man with affection glimmering in her eyes. He felt his stomach drop and his vision blurred. He felt angry, sad, and confused.

nWhy was his Meimei in another man’s arms? Why does she have that smitten look on her face, staring at another man?

nWang Lu had completely forgotten that he had kicked her out of his house five years ago. He had forgotten that he had seen her cheating on him with his best friend.

nAll he felt was possessiveness and jealousy.

nYes, he was jealous! His Meimei can only be his.

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