Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 48 Old Vinegar Taste

Jiayi returned from the restroom to find the atmosphere in the large private room already heated up.

The birthday star had blown out the candles, everyone had sung the birthday song, and cut the birthday cake, and the revelry had begun.

Karaoke, dancing, drinking, playing drinking games, chatting.

Initially, Jiayi felt somewhat restrained.

But they were all young people of about the same age, and in no time at all, she let loose and started dancing wildly in the open dance floor with a few other girls.

Even Tang En’en couldn’t resist and returned to the sofa to rest, while Jiayi showed no signs of stopping, her face flushed and growing more excited.

Moving to the dynamic and powerful rhythm of the music, Jiayi’s slender waist swayed like a nimble snake, her seaweed-like hair flying in the air with glistening sweat droplets.

It seemed like a long time since she had last expended her energy so freely, and it felt amazing!

Last night’s fright, grievances, and those inexplicable sorrows all dissipated with the sweat!

Gradually, with Jiayi at the center, not only the people in the private room, but also the patrons outside the dance floor were drawn in.

One after another, they couldn’t help but slowly dance closer.

One young man was a bit slow, and Jiayi, with a bend in her smiling eyes, extended her delicate arm, and like a slick Flamingo dance move, she tugged at the man’s lapel.

The man slid smoothly onto the dance floor, attempting to seize the opportunity to hold the girl’s waist and dance with her.

But Jiayi spun around swiftly and naturally, and before he could get close, she had glided beyond his reach like a graceful lark, laughing.

Those beside the dance floor, who had already been spellbound, now cheered even louder.

This girl had seemed quiet and innocent when she arrived, with a pure and sweet appearance, like a naive college student, but who knew she could party and party hard! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"En’en, your friend is really good at dancing," a female classmate sitting next to Tang En’en commented enviously while sipping her beer.

Tang En’en was just as surprised, and of course, a little proud—after all, Jiayi was the friend she had brought.

But this girl seemed like a little white rabbit, someone who wouldn’t know anything, yet turned out to be quite impressive.

Humph! She didn’t even tell her own friend!

Just then, the song ended, and the dazzling lights dimmed upon the dance floor, making way for a gentle and romantic waltz.

The intense excitement gave way to pairs of men and women entering the dance floor, and the whole area was immersed in a dreamy and hazy atmosphere.

Jiayi wiped her sweat and sat down on the sofa next to Tang En’en, catching her breath—so tired!

A long-stemmed glass with pink bubbly juice came within her reach, topped with a straw, and presented right in front of Jiayi’s face.

She looked up in surprise to see Jiang Pinhao looking at her, "Don’t worry, this one is non-alcoholic, suitable for girls who don’t drink. It’s sweet-tasting and refreshing."

Others had also offered her drinks before, but remembering her experiences of getting drunk previously, she concluded that she had no tolerance for alcohol and had refused.

Who would have thought that Jiang Pinhao would be so considerate, noticing her preference, caring enough to select this non-alcoholic drink from an array of beer and wine especially for her.

She accepted the bubbly juice, smiling, "Thank you."

Tang En’en, observing this, curved her lips into a smile and leaned in, "Jiayi, I didn’t get the chance to introduce him just now. This person was our class president and top student in college, and after graduating from a domestic university, he went on to UCL for further study in the United Kingdom. He’s a highly sought-after talent by many corporations, having just returned to the country. Oh, and the most important thing—he doesn’t have a girlfriend yet—"

The last word was drawn out long, and even if Jiayi were naive, it was clear what Tang En’en was up to.

That En’en, she was trying to set her up with a boyfriend.

Feeling a bit flustered, Jiayi quickly put down her bubbly drink and looked up, only to meet Jiang Pinhao’s eyes, holding a warm smile, "I saw you’re quite good at dancing. Would you dance this waltz with me?"

Can you really say no?

But the gentleness and the impeccable manners of the man before her made it impossible for her to refuse.

Just making a friend, just a dance. It’s no big deal.

"Okay," she took a deep breath, extended her hand with the back facing up, resting it in the standard position upon the man’s palm, and stood up.

Like the most perfectly exquisite pair of golden boy and jade girl, the two of them entered the dance floor, and the dancing couples beside them instantly seemed to pale in comparison.

Twirling, sidestepping, leaning, Jiayi moved like a swan under Jiang Pinhao’s guidance, within the elegant notes of the waltz, her posture pure, graceful, and extraordinarily beautiful, she executed each movement flawlessly.

At some point, the other dancing couples around them slowed down, and then they stepped aside, turning to watch Jiayi’s dance.

She didn’t know why she was so skilled at dancing, maybe before her amnesia she was good at it.

Pinhao’s eyes smiled even more warmly.

"Jiayi, I am very happy to meet you, may I call you this from now on?" he leaned down and whispered in the girl’s ear.

Jiayi was startled, pretended she hadn’t heard, and turned her head away.

This Jiang Pinhao must be the ideal prince charming of many girls, right?

If she hadn’t lost her memory, and her current situation was normal, maybe she would also like this kind of man, right?

But now...

Jiang Pinhao’s disappointment in Jiayi’s non-response was palpable, yet he smiled gallantly, not minding, and after a while, he asked softly, "Do you already have a boyfriend?"

Jiayi’s eyelashes flickered. Boyfriend?

That man, she was simply his subordinate, someone who worked for him, just completing work tasks.

"No," her red lips moved slightly, disguising the inexplicable beating of her heart.

Jiang Pinhao’s smile broadened at the corners of his mouth, his mood lightened again, perhaps Jiayi’s earlier non-response was just out of shyness.

While everyone held their breath, admiring the waltz as enchanting as a fairyland, nobody noticed on the other side of the dance floor, a distinguished, rigid figure stood under the dim light, appearing particularly brooding.

Huo Zhenyang’s gaze was firmly fixed on the perfect dance of the man and woman not too far away, his deep eyes flickering with flames that seemed about to leap out.

When that pretty boy leaned down to whisper in her ear, the flames in Zhenyang’s eyes intensified.

"Boss, should I go and call Miss Jiayi back?" George swallowed nervously, slightly chilled.

The pose of the Boss right now, why did it give off the sense of catching a cheater in the act?

The old vinegar exuding from him was almost detectable ten miles away...

The anger emanating from a man who could instill fear in a mercenary who served on the battlefields of the Middle East was clearly beyond what an ordinary person could bear.

Although he hadn’t stopped Miss Jiayi from going out alone today, out of an instinctive sense of responsibility, George still made a call to the Boss.

Huo Zhenyang didn’t speak, and after a while, coldly spat out three words: "Leave first."

George didn’t dare to ask more and turned to leave.

In the dance floor, the waltz was not yet over, and the music continued to play softly and leisurely.

The crowd was thoroughly enjoying the performance when suddenly they felt that something was amiss.

It was as if the temperature had suddenly dropped to below freezing, a chill rising around them.

A tall figure approached the elegantly dancing couple, and as he moved, guests and waiters on both sides involuntarily made way, subconsciously clearing a path for this man.

Finally, the man stood beside the dance floor, hands clasped behind his slim waist, radiating an air of inherent superiority and remarkable aura, his eyes like deep, still pools, silently fixating on the girl in the pool.