Chapter 244: Buffet and Ball
In the evening, the guests moved to the garden, the elaborate arrangement of the shed, the retro decoration, the coolness with the gust of breeze sent in, and they felt that the summer night was not so hot.
Dinner is buffet-style, and the variety of dishes is more predicate than at noon.
Guests can choose according to their preferences.
The central shed also serves as a dance floor, where men and women dance to the music.
The scene was very lively.
After Qiao Xihe got up, she put on makeup and put on the pink dress.
She first went to the kitchen and checked that there was no problem with the cake, and then went to the garden with Pei Tingyuan.
Pei Tingyuan took the plate, took a lot of delicious things, and then went to the reserved place in the corner to share these delicacies with Qiao Xihe.
Qiao Xihe looked around and said, "I really want to send a questionnaire......
Pei Tingyuan said: "As far as I can see, everyone is very satisfied. In the afternoon, several people complimented me on you. β
Qiao Xihe's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"How could I lie to you?" Pei Tingyuan said: "Everyone had a lot of fun. β
Qiao Xihe patted his chest, "I feel like I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight." β
Pei Tingyuan knew that the closer she got to the day of the drinking party, the more unstable she slept unsteadily, and she often tossed and turned at night for a while before she could fall asleep, but probably because she had nightmares, and from time to time a few dream words would come out, or suddenly jump up and run to the bathroom.
Fortunately, the tense days are finally coming to an end.
Pei Tingyuan saw that Qiao Xihe had almost eaten, and asked, "Can I go and ask you to dance?"
"I don't know how to dance......" Qiao Xihe looked at the people on the dance floor, and his eyes showed a little envy.
Pei Tingyuan held her hand, "Follow my rhythm, it's fine." β
Qiao Xihe looked at Pei Tingyuan's eyes, and somehow had confidence and courage, "Okay." β
The two were about to go to the dance floor together, and they didn't want to get up and be blocked by someone.
Lu Xiwen said: "Brother Tingyuan, let's go and dance, okay? Do you remember when we were children, practicing ballroom dance, it was funny." Come to think of it, we haven't skipped it in a long time. β
"I'm sorry. Pei Tingyuan said: "For tonight's dance, I will only dance with my wife." β
Lu Xiwen smiled, "Okay then." With that, he stepped aside.
When Pei Tingyuan and them walked away, Yang Yueyue said: "It's really pitiful, what if it's a childhood sweetheart? β
"Do you think the radical method will work for me?" Lu Xiwen said with a smile.
Yang Yueyue shrugged her shoulders, "Who knows?"
"But I know," Lu Xiwen smiled a little maliciously, "The people who choose to join forces with Pei Huiping are all fools." β
Yang Yueyue frowned, remembering that after a certain period of time in the afternoon, she didn't see Pei Huiping's figure much, and she didn't even follow her when she ate at night.
It's amazing.
"What do you mean?" she stared at the glamorous woman in front of her, and her intuition told her that Pei Huiping's sudden change was inseparable from her.
Lu Xiwen said: "What I said is the truth, if you don't believe it, you can wait to see the result of the fiasco." β
After speaking, she ignored Yang Yueyue anymore and walked to the side with an elegant demeanor.
Soon, a handsome young man approached her and asked her to do a dance.
Lu Xiwen happily agreed, and when she left, she threw a provocative look at Yang Yueyue.
Yang Yueyue felt that there was a fire burning in her chest, and just when she was trying to find something to vent, applause rang out.
Almost everyone's focus is on Pei Tingyuan and his wife who stepped onto the dance floor.
New music plays, the two of them take a pose, dance to the melodious music, beautiful posture glides across the dance floor, skirts fluttering like happy butterflies.
"Cutβ" she let out a disdainful boo.
"Miss Yang, may I ask you to do a dance?" a gentleman walked up to her, looking very gentlemanly.
Yang Yueyue has always had a good memory, and remembered that this man was the son of the CEO of a medium-sized company who had a personal relationship with the Pei family, so she immediately refused with no good face: "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired and don't want to dance." β
The man smiled at her and turned to leave.
Yang Yueyue sat down on the chair next to her casually, and the retro seat-type electric fan that "whirred" made her mood even more irritable.
It's been a few days since she came to Pei's house, but Pei Tingyuan looked at her almost twice as if she were a stranger, what should she do so that she could occupy a little place in Pei Tingyuan's heart?
She was distressed and looked at the woman dancing with Pei Tingyuan with jealousy.
This woman does not have an excellent and rich background, and her talent is not stunning, and more importantly, she has a corrupt father who will bring a stain to the reputation of the Pei family, but Pei Tingyuan doesn't mind at all, and no one minds.
How did Qiao Xihe do it?
She stared intently at Qiao Xihe's face, and it seemed that she could only start from Qiao Xihe's side.
Qiao Xihe didn't notice that someone was looking at her with jealousy and hatred, she was now completely immersed in the joy of dancing, Pei Tingyuan was really a very good "teacher", under his guidance and traction, she actually quickly mastered the dance steps and rhythm, free and unrestrained, and Pei Tingyuan spun on the dance floor to her heart's content.
She felt that this feeling was very wonderful, obviously she should hate Pei Tingyuan very much, but unconsciously, those negative emotions spread out with the sweat of the dance.
She couldn't help but raise her head, looked at Pei Tingyuan's face again, and seemed to want to find something unusual in it.
Could it be that he is a magician of fairy tales, with the magic of a mystery?
No, no...... Qiao Xihe felt as naΓ―ve as the little powder blue dress.
Just as she was thinking about these things, Pei Tingyuan spoke: "You keep staring at me like this, do you have anything to say?"
Qiao Xihe deliberately said with a serious face: "You have vegetable leaves on your teeth." β
"Non-existent. Pei Ting said from afar.
Qiao Xihe snorted, "Is there a mirror, how can you be so sure you don't have any teeth?"
"See through your eyes. β
"......" Qiao Xihe coughed unnaturally, and the dance steps under his feet were a little messy.
She was startled, and her mind was instantly confused, and she couldn't remember how to jump next.
should have taken a step back, but as soon as her brain twitched, she took a step forward, and it happened that Pei Tingyuan also took a step towards her, and the two collided violently.
Even, her lips were on Pei Tingyuan's face.