Chapter 917 - Its Not Good to Get Too Jealous (1/2)

After a dance, the men and women on the dance floor began to leave the scene slowly, leaving Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan alone. They were still maintaining their dancing position, swaying their bodies together in sync.

Just as Wen Xinya was basking at this moment that she thought would last forever, a sudden voice ruined the moment. “Rex, may I have the honor to dance with you?”

Wen Xinya snapped out of her trance and her tipsiness vanished at the instant that she heard her words. Staring at Avrora, she quipped. “Miss Avrora, aren’t you being too rude by asking someone else’s dance partner for a dance before we’re even done? Is this the so-called aristocratic privileges that you enjoy?”

Avrora barked angrily. “You’re clearly done with the dance!”

Wen Xinya said calmly, “The song is over, but I’m the one who decides if the dance is finished yet.”

Perhaps because she had witnessed bloodshed and fired some shots, Wen Xinya was still extremely indignant and disgruntled. Hence, her tone was a little brash and rude, and she sounded rather stern.

Unable to take the disrespect because she was a wealthy heiress, the prideful Avrora flew into a rage and screeched. “Your name is Bella, isn’t it!!?! Don’t you be too haughty. It’s not up to you to decide whether this dance is over yet. Rex gets to make the decision.”

Wen Xinya sneered. “Miss Avrora, you really don’t know the rules, do you? I can’t believe you’re a wealthy heiress. If you’d like to dance with a man while he’s still dancing with his partner, you should seek permission from his partner first. You should have asked me politely if you could dance with my partner. Clearly, the decision still lies with me.”

Wen Xinya’s words made Avrora turn as pale as a ghost. “You…”

Wen Xinya continued, “Rex has never fancied impolite women who don’t know the rules. So, Miss Avrora, you’d better not embarra.s.s yourself!”

As soon as Wen Xinya finished speaking, she walked away with Si Yiyan.

They arrived in a private room on the second floor.

The private rooms on the second floor were for the true aristocrats to rest in. They also offered a bird’s eye view of the scene below.

Once they were alone together, Wen Xinya lost her temper. “All you do is attract all these women! It’s so annoying!”

Throughout the night, she noticed the women eying Si Yiyan. It was as if they would devour him once she let loose a little.

Si Yiyan placed her on his lap and fed her fruits. “Are you jealous?”

Wen Xinya glared at him and said, “You’re asking the obvious.”

Si Yiyan began chuckling and placed a s.h.i.+ny grape into her mouth. “Baby, it’s not good to get jealous all the time. Jealousy is bad for your health. I’m devoted and true to you. I’m sure you know that my love for you will never change.”

There was plenty of sunlight in Russia, so the fruits were very sweet, especially grapes. Besides, Wen Xinya had always loved eating fruit.

After coming to Russia, the happiest thing that happened to Wen Xinya was being surrounded by a plethora of sweet and juicy fruits, especially honeydews and grapes. However, the supposedly sweet grapes tasted rather sour at this moment, which was very much to her annoyance. She smacked the grape away and exclaimed, “Ah! I don’t want it, they’re so sour!”

Si Yiyan ate the grape and found that it was rather sweet. It was not sour at all. Clearly, she was the one feeling sour.