This time, she had clearly had a chance to take first place, yet now Jin Luoluo had appeared out of nowhere again and stolen the title from her.
She hated that persistent Jin Luoluo, who always seemed to show up and take what belonged to her.
“Who besides Jin Luoluo could be so arrogant? Who besides Jin Luoluo could be so bold? Who besides Jin Luoluo could come up with such an ingenious performance? Add up all those possibilities, and the answer is Jin Luoluo. As long as Jin Luoluo is involved, even the most unbelievable things can happen.”
Xiao Che gritted his teeth. A storm seemed to rage across his face, and the fire in his chest burned ever hotter.
Jin Luoluo. It was actually Jin Luoluo.
How could she disregard his dignity like this and go on stage to perform such a scandalous dance?
And wearing so little, dancing before countless men whose lustful eyes were fixed upon her, allowing their impure gazes to roam over her body.
Xiao Che felt as if his heart had been struck by a heavy hammer. His blood surged violently, while shame and fury took root within him at the same time. They were like two venomous fangs piercing a wound, poisonous blood flowing out and spreading throughout his entire body.
“So the dark horse of this competition really was her in the end. Luoluo, why do you always do such shocking things? You never stop until you’ve scared everyone half to death. What am I supposed to do with you?”
Xiao Yu stared blankly at Jin Luoluo as she danced freely.
His emotions were far too complicated.
When he had not known the dancer’s identity, he had been able to simply appreciate the performance.
But now that he knew it was her, he could no longer remain calm. Jin Luoluo was so breathtakingly beautiful when she danced that it made one’s heart tremble. It was a beauty she rarely revealed to others, which made it all the more stunning and unforgettable.
Someone as pure and wonderful as her—how could she be subjected to the degrading gazes of other men? Such beauty should be something only her own man was privileged to see.
Should he stop her?
He could not bear to go against her wishes, yet watching her continue dancing was its own form of torment.
Luoluo had first shown him heaven, and now she had cast him into hell.
Crash!
In a fit of rage, Xiao Che smashed a rosewood table beside him. The fruit and pastries on top scattered in all directions, some even striking Yang Ruoyao and causing her pain. Yet he seemed completely unaware of it.
“I’m going to bring her back.”
Xiao Che sprang to his feet.
Startled back to his senses, Xiao Yu hurriedly stepped forward to stop the impulsive Xiao Che, who looked ready to kill someone.
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