Xia Ling hadn't danced for three years, but it was as though dancing was something ingrained in her bones.
She performed a pole dance.
The music started and Xia Ling's lithe body danced along the pole. She could do all the moves she wanted. She did the splits, she spun, she was like a goddess scattering flowers, she could easily suck everyone's soul away.
The entire crowd quietened down. Everyone held their breaths as they watched Xia Ling dance. She was truly ravishing.
Xuan Ying stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at Xia Ling on the stage. He looked at her mesmerizing beauty.
The dim lights illuminated his handsome face. His eyes were red. They hadn't seen each other for three years and she was still so good at seducing men.
Xuan Ying recalled that night in the bungalow. She was wearing a backless black dress and she was sprawled on the rattan chair.
She was good at taking care of herself, keeping herself fresh, making herself fragrant and smooth.
She was now 24 years old, and her skin was so white that water could be squeezed out of it.
She was divorced.
She was divorced!
Xuan Ying's hand in his pocket twitched. His throat tightened. She didn't even have a man, but she was still so …
Xuan Ying was a mature man. He was hot-blooded and very straightforward. He felt that the reason she was still keeping herself fresh without a man was because she wanted to find a man again.
Xuan Ying's heated gaze landed on Xia Ling. She was doing the splits, her two slender legs forming a '1' shape. It was extremely seductive.
Xuan Ying could see that she was burning with desire.
At this moment, the pole dance ended and Xia Ling slowly landed on the carpet.
The rich second-generation men were all fired up. Rich second-generation men could make beautiful women flock to them. Similarly, beautiful women could make rich second-generation men go crazy.
"Beauty Xia, come have a drink with us. Let's be friends." One of the rich second-generation men invited her.
Xia Ling was perspiring. Tiny beads of perspiration stuck to a few strands of her silky hair, making her look even more alluring. She got off the stage.
"Wow, what a coincidence."
At this moment, a rich second-generation man walked forward and smiled at Xia Ling.
Xia Ling lifted her eyes and saw a familiar face. She smiled. "Hello, Young Master Hua."
This Young Master Hua had a very strong background. He was the second generation of a wealthy family, and he was a young talent. Young Master Hua was of mixed blood, and he had the handsome facial features and strong physique of a mixed-blood.
Xia Ling and Young Master Hua had interacted a few times, and they had a good impression of each other.
"F * ck, your design is so outstanding, but I didn't expect your dancing to be so stunning. Can I buy you a drink?" Hua Shao couldn't hide his admiration and admiration for Xia Ling.
For the past three years, Xia Ling's relationship had been blank. She had been busy with her career and her daughter. Now that everything had stabilized, she planned to enjoy the good times.
"Young Master Hua, I'll accept your invitation."
Xia Ling took the wine glass that Young Master Hua handed over and smiled lightly.
Xuan Ying looked at this scene. She was smiling so brightly at another man. His handsome face instantly turned cold.
Xia Ling could already feel a cold gaze on her. She didn't even need to turn around to know that it was Xuan Ying.
"N, it's too noisy here. Let's go out and talk."
"Okay."
Young Master Hua and Xia Ling turned around. At this moment, Young Master Hua saw Xuan Ying and he quickly said, "Uncle Ying, why are you here too?"
Uncle Ying?
Xia Ling really didn't expect Young Master Hua to know Xuan Ying, and he even called him 'Uncle'.
Young Master Hua was a second-generation leader. His father and Xuan Ying both held important positions in the military and they had a good relationship. Xuan Ying was 30 years old this year, while Young Master Hua was the same age as Xia Ling. They were 24, so he called him 'Uncle' out of respect.
Xuan Ying had both hands in his pockets, and his eyes landed on Young Master Hua's face. He curved his thin lips. "I'm here for something."
Young Master Hua felt that this Uncle Ying was a little fake, and he was inexplicably sinister. "Uncle Ying, I'll bring my friend out to play."
Xuan Ying's gaze landed on Xia Ling's delicate face. "This is your friend?"
"Yes."
Xuan Ying took his large hand out of his pocket, patting Young Master Hua's shoulder hard. "Not bad."
Young Master Hua felt that the large hand on his shoulder was about to hit him.
"Lingling, let's go."
Young Master Hua left with Xia Ling.
The two of them walked out, walking along the corridor. Xia Ling didn't hear what Young Master Hua was saying.
Xia Ling's attention was completely focused on what was happening behind her. She heard a set of steady footsteps following them.
Xuan Ying had followed them.
He had been following them all this time.
“n！ Hey! "At this moment, Young Master Hua called out." What's wrong with you? Why are you so distracted? "
Xia Ling quickly regained her senses. "Young Master Hua, I'm going to the washroom."
"Alright, go ahead."
Xia Ling went to the washroom.
The female washroom.
Xia Ling opened the door and walked in. Just as she was about to close the door, a tall figure followed behind her, one long leg slightly bent, blocking her door.
Xuan Ying's handsome face magnified in her vision.
He wore a baseball cap and was dressed in black. There was even a stubble on his chin, and he was a little unkempt, but he was exceptionally attractive.
Xia Ling lifted her face, her beautiful eyes landing on his handsome face. "Xuan Ying, why do you keep following me? Are you a perverted stalker?"
Xuan Ying looked at her, pursing his thin lips. "You like Young Master Hua? I'm old friends with Young Master Hua's father. His father is very conservative, it's impossible for you to marry into his family. "
The criteria for marrying into the Xiang family was much stricter than the wealthy families.
“”
Xia Ling didn't want to marry Young Master Hua, but she was really speechless after hearing his words. "Why is it impossible? Is it because you slept with me and even gave birth to your daughter?"
Xuan Ying furrowed his brows, remaining silent.
Xia Ling suddenly laughed. "It seems like you're very concerned about my marriage. How about this, since you're old friends with Young Master Hua's father, you can help me get past his father."
Xuan Ying didn't say a word, his eyes locked onto her delicate face. He slowly lifted his large hand, caressing her delicate face.
Her skin was smooth and glossy, like a blooming rose.
"You really like Young Master Hua? If you really like him, then I … "
Xuan Ying's words came to an abrupt halt. Xia Ling opened her red lips, biting down on his thumb.
She bit down hard, quickly leaving a circle of delicate teeth marks on his rough fingertips.
Xuan Ying felt the pain, and at the same time, his finger was too rough. When she bit down, her soft lips pressed against his fingertip, it was unbelievably smooth.
Xuan Ying wanted her to continue biting him. He moved his thin lips, his voice was completely hoarse. "You didn't bite me at all."
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