Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!-Chapter 862 - 961: The Mysterious Man

This time, An Xiaoyu danced without any inhibition, letting go and moving with the rhythm, as the joyful melody emptied her mind of all worries, her entire being soaring with the music.

At this moment, it seemed like everyone around her disappeared, and all that surfaced in her mind were various scenes of her being with Shen Yufeng. Every scene was so warm and sweet, warming her heart and making her long for more.

She wished to live happily with him like this forever, until their hair turned gray, until their hair was white as frost.

Just like these swirling notes... will never cease!

An Xiaoyu, immersed in the music, danced freely, not noticing a tall, suit-clad stranger standing on the outskirts of the crowd. His deep black eyes fixated on her spinning form, a mischievous yet playful smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Soon, as the music ended, An Xiaoyu finished her movements and smiled at those around her. She playfully took the corner of her oversized sweater, like lifting a skirt, and performed a curtsy. Her cute and playful gesture elicited kind laughter from the surrounding crowd.

Although An Xiaoyu’s dance did not strictly follow NEWJAZZ’s set choreography, her carefree expression made the dance natural and more exuberant. It had to be said, she danced wonderfully.

The applause from the audience was continuous, and a group of girls nodded at her with friendly smiles, then gave her a thumbs-up.

"Wonderful!" A heartfelt compliment from them.

Seeing their sincere smiles, An Xiaoyu also smiled.

"Thanks!"

Suddenly, there was a sense of a smile erasing past grievances, truly... well, a blessing in disguise!

However, she couldn’t stay here any longer. If she lingered, a certain someone might start to get restless again!

He’s been so cautious these days, always sticking by her side no matter where they went, as if afraid she might get lost! Haha, she’s not a three-year-old child!

Nevertheless, she understood his concern. After all, they’re both away from home...

An Xiaoyu turned to retrieve her coat she had thrown on the ground earlier, but when she turned her head, the coat had vanished.

Strange, she clearly remembered tossing the coat here before she started dancing!

As An Xiaoyu pondered in confusion, a low and gentle male voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Are you looking for this?"

An Xiaoyu turned around and saw a tall and handsome man standing there, holding the coat in one hand and extending it toward her.

The man’s stature was tall enough that she had to look up to see him. He appeared to be around thirty, and at first glance, he gave off an impression of being cultured and polite, mature and stable. Black hair, black eyes, yet his features were profound, and more importantly, he spoke in Chinese.

In a foreign land, meeting someone who spoke the same language as you inevitably stirred emotions. Despite this, An Xiaoyu did not intend to interact much with strangers.

An Xiaoyu took the coat, offering a faint smile.

"Thank you."

She turned to leave, but the man spoke up again.

"Do you know why they wanted to dance with you?"

An Xiaoyu paused, "Why?"

The man chuckled, "When they asked you for money, you spun in front of them. That motion made them think you didn’t like their dancing and that’s why you refused to pay!"

An Xiaoyu was taken aback, well... that was truly both laughable and exasperating!