Chapter 680
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In the ballroom.
The music of the last dance floated up.
Geng Yuehua placed her hand on Dong Xuebing's hand and slowly stood up in front of everyone.
Dong Xuebing quickly grabbed Mayor Yuehua's hand and pulled her down the dance floor. He glanced at Geng Yuehua and put his arm around her waist. Suddenly, Dong Xuebing felt Geng Yuehua's arm on his back. After getting into position, both of them stretched out their other arms and held each other's hand.
This is a relaxing song.
Everyone started to dance and kept glancing at Mayor Geng and Dong Xuebing.
Everyone is curious and doesn't know what Mayor Geng is thinking.
Dong Xuebing and Geng Yuehua also started dancing. Geng Yuehua's hands are stiff, like her, but her movements are not stiff. Although her movements are not stiff, her steps are flexible. She is better than Dong Xuebing. One look and Geng Yuehua can tell she had learned how to dance before. Dong Xuebing does not know how to dance in the past and is a newbie. When he walks with Mayor Yuehua, he can only follow Geng Yuehua's rhythm. Geng Yuehua doesn't seem to care about him and continued to dance. She doesn't care if Dong Xuebing can keep up with her.
"Mayor Yuehua, you are good at dancing." Dong Xuebing praised.
Geng Yuehua nodded and continued to dance.
Dong Xuebing thanked her softly. "Thank you for helping me today. I don't know what to say."
Geng Yuehua replied emotionlessly. "I am the one who wants to dance! It's not because of you! You better remember this! "
"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you."
"… no need!"
Dong Xuebing wanted to say something, but he accidentally stepped on Geng Yuehua's foot. "I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
Geng Yuehua frowned. "… continue."
"Sigh … I had just learned how to dance, and I'm not good enough. Please forgive me."
Dong Xuebing lowered his head to look at Geng Yuehua. Under the dim lighting, he saw a light footprint on Geng Yuehua's feet. Dong Xuebing felt embarrassed and touched. At this critical moment, Dong Xuebing did not expect Geng Yuehua to help him. He had heard that no matter if it's a man or a woman, Mayor Yuehua will never dance with others. But now, she danced with him. She had given him a lot of face.
Dong Xuebing did not think too much and focused on dancing. He tried his best to match Geng Yuehua's movements.
Dong Xuebing was holding her small hands and hugging her waist. Her smooth skin under her white blouse was swaying in his palm. When they change positions, Dong Xuebing's fingers could touch Mayor Yuehua's buttocks. His fingernails sank into her buttocks, and it felt good. Even though Dong Xuebing had sex with Mayor Yuehua that night, it was a different feeling to touch her buttocks. It was soft in his palm and ticklish in his heart.
"Are you free tonight?" Dong Xuebing asked softly.
Geng Yuehua replied coldly. "No!"
"Huh? I just want to treat you to dinner to thank you."
"I had eaten. I don't need it!"
"Supper is fine too. I know a good restaurant. Let's …"
"I said I don't have time!"
"Oh … it's fine."
Many people looked at Dong Xuebing with jealousy.
Although Geng Yuehua was known as the black-faced mayor and was famous for being unreasonable, no one had ever doubted her appearance and figure. Among the middle-level cadres who attended the ball today, many people had invited her to dance with them, but they had not been accepted. Now that they saw this troublesome street director actually "hugging" Mayor Yuehua, they naturally felt a little complicated in their hearts.
The song ended.
Geng Yuehua let go of Dong Xuebing's back and straightened her clothes. She walked up the stage and announced the end of the ball. After that, she called Secretary Ma and left. Before leaving, Geng Yuehua did not turn back to look at Dong Xuebing. But Ma Li turned and looked at Dong Xuebing suspiciously.
Puzzled!
Most of the people thought the same thing.
"What's wrong with Mayor Yuehua today?"
"Did the wind change direction? What is she trying to convey? "
"Impossible. What kind of signal can it be? "
A few familiar leaders gathered together and discussed softly as they walked out. They were trying to understand Mayor Yuehua's actions. But after discussing for a while, they still could not understand. If Dong Xuebing and Mayor Yuehua did not have any conflicts, it's fine. But Mayor Yuehua and Dong Xuebing had conflicts. Could it be that Mayor Yuehua suddenly wants to dance? But everyone felt she does not know how to dance, and no one invited her. Dong Xuebing came at the right time, and Mayor Yuehua accepted. That means even if someone else invited her, Mayor Yuehua will also accept? It doesn't have to be Dong Xuebing.
How can there be such a coincidence?
Also, as the Mayor, everything he says and does has a purpose. That's why this explanation does not make sense.
"Chief!" Wang Yuling ran over apologetically. "I'm sorry. I did not leave earlier. You … you can scold me." Wang Yuling was the one who invited Dong Xuebing to the ball, but she did not make it in time. She was very apologetic.
Dong Xuebing laughed. "Why should I scold you?"
"But I …"
"Alright. It's fine. If you mention this again, I will really scold you."
When Wang Yuling heard that, she immediately smiled and secretly gave him a thumbs up. "Director, you're really capable."
Dong Xuebing pretended not to know. "What capable do I have? It's just a dance. "
Wang Yuling replied. "Mayor Yuehua had never danced with anyone before."
Zhou Yanru and her husband walked over and looked at Dong Xuebing. "Chief."
"Alright. Let's go back. I will drive you all back." Dong Xuebing greeted all of them as they were returning to their dormitories.
On the way out, Chu Qinghua and Pan Zhengyi looked at Dong Xuebing and did not speak to him.
The rest of the leaders were also avoiding Dong Xuebing. No one knows what Mayor Yuehua's actions meant.
That night.
News of what happened at the ball spread.
Dong Xuebing was in the limelight again!
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