The night was soft and mellow, with candlelight flickering gently.
Wan Niang, dressed in sheer silk, danced with slow, graceful movements. Her long sleeves and flowing ribbons circled her like a ring, and her every swaying step, every flutter of her eyelashes, and every faint smile deeply captivated Mu Bingwen’s gaze.
Suddenly, Wan Niang’s foot faltered. She let out a small cry of surprise, and Mu Bingwen rushed forward to steady her. Instead, Wan Niang gave a sly, playful smile, took the opportunity to drape her arms around his neck, and collapsed into his embrace.
Chapter 41