Chapter 197 - Gorgeous Dance Moves

As soon as she agreed, Shen Yan immediately felt a power transfer from Ye Fan’s body, allowing her soft, delicate figure to move with normal speed as she danced.

Whether it was the waltz or the tango, or even social dances, they were all led by the man’s guiding force.

Everyone had been paying close attention to Ye Fan and Shen Yan.

At first, seeing that the two danced very slowly, and even with Shen Yan leading, they all thought that Ye Fan, though great at singing, was rather mediocre at dancing.

However, after seven or eight minutes, they noticed that Ye Fan and Shen Yan’s dance suddenly transformed.

Ye Fan took control with the strong, standard elegance of a gentleman, leading Shen Yan’s tall, slender, and sexy body to dance gracefully.

As the dance proceeded at a normal pace, Ye Fan realized Shen Yan really was quite good, so he gradually started to incorporate more complex and dazzling moves.

Ye Fan, with his refined control over his body and considerable strength, compensated for his rustiness and led Shen Yan in a dance that showcased her sexy, elegant, and flexible figure.

For a moment, everyone couldn’t help but stop and watch Ye Fan and Shen Yan’s glamorous and beautiful, sensuous waltz.

Those who were also dancing in the ballroom gradually stopped and stepped aside to watch.

Before long, the dance floor was left only to Ye Fan and Shen Yan.

With no one else in the way, Ye Fan let loose even more, performing high difficulty, incredibly flashy movements.

With his advanced martial prowess, he wasn’t afraid of accidentally dropping Shen Yan.

And Shen Yan, with her solid and practiced dance foundation, powerfully executed all the movements led by Ye Fan.

She felt Ye Fan’s strong, agile movements, full of trust in him, so she also freely performed many high difficulty, dazzling moves she wouldn’t normally dare to attempt.

Meanwhile, the pianist Miao Jiantao returned Shen Yan’s favor in spades.

During the piano accompaniment, he supported Ye Fan and Shen Yan’s dance wholeheartedly, adding a considerable charm to their waltz.

The onlookers were captivated, dazzled, and astounded.

They felt that even watching an international competition wouldn’t be as extravagant.

Especially Ye Fan’s display of strength and control led people to believe that Shen Yan was dancing on the palm of his hands.

While everyone was enraptured by Ye Fan and Shen Yan’s graceful, gorgeous, and astonishing dance, only Xiao Yichen’s handsome face was twisted in rage, his eyes bloodshot with envy.

He stared intently at Ye Fan’s hands, watching as one of Ye Fan’s hands not only firmly held Shen Yan’s soft wrist but also caressed her powdery back and delicate waist.

Ye Fan, you despicable thing, if it weren’t for you, I would be the one dancing with Shen Yan under everyone’s gaze right now!

That hand holding Shen Yan, that hand touching her back, that hand caressing her waist should have been mine, Xiao Yichen!

When I snatch your wife, Li Zhaojun, I’ll make sure to cuckold you right in front of you!

I will make you wail, I want you to live in agony, to be tormented forever!

Today you’ve taken what’s mine, but I will take it back a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!

With bloodshot eyes, he stared at Ye Fan and Shen Yan dancing, his heart consumed by jealousy to the point of near madness.

Zhao Shuaijiang, Tang Mingyi, and others were also dumbfounded, finding the word “admiration” too simple to describe Ye Fan’s prowess that evening.

Zhao Shuaijiang looked at Ye Fan, now devoid of the psychological advantage of patronage he initially felt when he invited Ye Fan to dine and play, completely regarding Ye Fan as an equal, and even slightly superior.

Finally, as they finished the last extremely difficult move, and the piano music descended from the climax, Ye Fan and Shen Yan’s movements slowed down, and at the final pressing of the keys by pianist Miao Jian, Ye Fan and Shen Yan ended their dance, parting ways.

An thunderous applause rang out immediately.

Shen Yan was clearly a bit tired, her stunning face still flushed with ardor, a gentle sweat beading her skin, exuding an even stronger fragrance.

Nevertheless, she looked very joyful, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she smiled at Ye Fan, saying, “Did you just trick me?”

“Huh?

Trick you about what?” Ye Fan responded, slightly bewildered, a bit confused.

Shen Yan was a bit coy, “Playing dumb, huh?

Don’t you remember what you just said?

You claimed you haven’t danced in five or six years, who are you trying to fool?”

“Ha ha, of course I was trying to fool you,” Ye Fan went along with her.

Did he really have to go to great lengths to explain that he had joined the army at sixteen and hadn’t danced since then just to prove he wasn’t lying?

“Hee hee,” Shen Yan giggled, clearly not upset, “I didn’t expect you to be a bit naughty!”

Ye Fan felt embarrassed, as his shining image before Shen Yan began to crumble.

“Ha ha, let’s go back up.

A lot of people are watching,” Ye Fan forced a smile.

Shen Yan looked up and glanced around, indeed nearly everyone’s gaze was fixed on her and Ye Fan.

She stuck out her cute little tongue, “Mmm, let’s go up.”

So, Ye Fan and Shen Yan left the dance floor and headed towards Dongfang Yunqi.

As they approached Dongfang Yunqi, Dongfang Yunqi met them with a beaming smile, “You two really opened my eyes.

Yanyan, I had no idea you could dance so well.

It was really great!”

“Hee hee, I dare not take credit, I’m more likely to become a laughingstock,” Shen Yan modestly chuckled, “I only avoided embarrassment thanks to Ye Fan’s help.”

Dongfang Yunqi’s gaze involuntarily fell on Ye Fan, noticing that he wasn’t the least bit out of breath, she couldn’t help but express her surprise, “Ye Fan, you don’t seem tired at all.”

“Ha ha, I’m okay,” Ye Fan shrugged, “after all, I have served in the army, I still have some strength.”

Dongfang Yunqi’s beautiful eyes flickered, then half-jokingly said, “Since you’re not tired, how about dancing a tune with me?

Seeing how well you both danced, I’m feeling the itch too.”

“Sure.

That would be an honor,” Ye Fan smiled.

As he spoke, he bowed slightly to Dongfang Yunqi and extended his right hand towards her.

“Hee hee, Yanyan, sorry to steal your dance partner,” Dongfang Yunqi giggled at Shen Yan while placing her delicate jade-like hand in Ye Fan’s outstretched palm.

Ye Fan gently held it; it felt soft and supple, boneless in his grip.

Shen Yan smiled, “You guys go ahead and dance, I’m too tired to continue.”

And with that, Ye Fan led Dongfang Yunqi by the hand back onto the dance floor.

Everyone who saw them couldn’t help but feel envious.

Dongfang Yunqi was known as the owner of Yunqi Clubhouse, but she rarely danced with anyone; this was common knowledge among the crowd.

The two brightest and most stunning beauties of the evening’s party had both danced with Ye Fan in succession.

However, the crowd wasn’t as filled with jealousy as they had been when Ye Fan had first performed a duet with Shen Yan; Ye Fan’s singing and dancing had won them over, making them overlook the fact that he was a new face and branded as a “poor boy,” accepting his presence.

Xiao Yichen saw this and was inwardly maddened with jealousy.

But when he turned his head and saw Shen Yan sitting alone on the sofa resting, his spirits immediately lifted.

“Hmph, I’m only better than you at waltzing!

Soon everyone will know,” he arrogantly glanced at Ye Fan, who was now dancing with Dongfang Yunqi, then adjusted his demeanor and gracefully walked towards Shen Yan.

“Miss Shen,” Xiao Yichen maintained his trademark confident and warm smile as he approached her.

Shen Yan stood up and smiled, “Mr.

Xiao.”

“I wonder if I might have the honor of sharing a dance with you?” Xiao Yichen asked.

Shen Yan replied with a light smile, “I’m afraid I have to disappoint you.

I’m too exhausted from the dance earlier, and I won’t be able to dance anymore tonight.

I’m very sorry, and I hope you can understand.”