FMLRWS Chapter 625

Luo Xi tilted her head to look at him. The man’s knuckled hand gripped the red wine glass. The crimson liquid swayed gently, making his fingers look sickly pale.

She found it difficult to look away. Even his hands were so perfect.

She shook her head. “Just some random thoughts.”

“You’re worried,” Leng Minxing said, taking a sip from his glass. His voice was deep and cold, like the feeling of the wine flowing over his tongue.

Luo Xi’s eyes followed his movement. She couldn’t help but swallow hard and stammer, “Worried? What am I worried about? There’s nothing for me to worry about.”

Leng Minxing chuckled softly.

Luo Xi was helpless. It was clear she couldn’t hide anything from him.

That’s right, ever since she had heard his dislike for the Feng family, Luo Xi had been anxious to prevent the marriage alliance between the Feng and Leng families.

For some reason, she felt a strong panic. She had to stop this, or something would happen, something bad for her or for Leng Minxing.

During that time, she had become overly sensitive, even perceiving a simple flowerpotas a potential threat. To her surprise, it turned out she was right.

Perhaps this was a woman’s sixth sense.

Since her instincts were already signaling a warning to her, she had every reason to be cautious.

So, this marriage must not happen!

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, the sound of music drifted up from downstairs.

The elegantly dressed guests began to part, and men and women started to waltz together.

Luo Xi’s eyes lit up slightly. She turned to Leng Minxing and asked, “Husband, do you want to dance?”

Leng Minxing paused, his grip on the wine glass faltering. “…”

Not waiting for his response, Luo Xi took his hand and led him downstairs.

Leng Minxing reluctantly placed his glass into the hands of a passing maid and followed her down, joining the dancing crowd.

“You can dance, right? You definitely can…” Luo Xi originally wanted to say that if he couldn’t, she could teach him, but then she remembered who he was. Coming from a prominent family, he had likely learned these things from a young age. He probably danced better than she did. Besides, there were so many gatherings among the wealthy, and he must have danced with women countless times!

Thinking about this made her feel a pang of pain in her heart, and she couldn’t help but ask again, “Who did you dance with before?”

With one arm wrapped around her waist, Leng Minxing raised an eyebrow at her question. He looked down at her. Seeing her pouting with a dissatisfied expression, he chuckled and replied, “I haven’t danced before.”

“How is that possible? You look so skilled…” Luo Xi eyed him suspiciously.

“…At least, I haven’t danced with other women.”

At his words, a grin broke out on Luo Xi’s face, though she quickly retracted her smile and asked in a serious tone, “Then how did you learn? Did you practice alone?”

The thought of him dancing by himself amazed her.

To her surprise, a hint of embarrassment crossed Leng Minxing’s face.

Luo Xi raised an eyebrow. Could it be… really?

She couldn’t help but twitch her lips and gave his shoulder a pat. “Poor you.”

Leng Minxing saw her expression of wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed, and his face darkened. Just as he was about to teach her a lesson, someone bumped into Luo Xi from behind, and she collided into Leng Minxing’s arms.

Leng Minxing quickly steadied her waist and narrowed his eyes at the person behind her.

“Sorry, sorry, big cousin. I, I didn’t mean to!” Leng Me’er was frightened by Leng Minxing’s piercing gaze and almost died on the spot. She apologized with a red face.

Leng Muyu also looked awkward.