Chapter 60: Bai Na is the Spice of Life

Nobody in this circle is simple.

Take any ordinary person; who would dare to arrange a late-night rendezvous with a major industry figure so casually?

Yet, aided by Chen Kun's banter, Li Dabai and Chen Siyuan conversed with effortless harmony.

As a lawyer, Chen Siyuan possessed a silver tongue that practically radiated brilliance.

Coincidentally, Li Dabai mastered the fine art of subduing rigidity with gentleness, showering Chen Siyuan with flattery that left him thoroughly delighted.

Noticing that all awkwardness between Chen Siyuan and Li Xiaoran had vanished, Chen Kun stood up naturally.

To linger any longer would be to act as an excessively bright, one-thousand-watt lightbulb.

"Brother Yuan, Xiaoran, I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first. Just give me a call if anything comes up!"

"Thank you, Brother Kun."

Li Xiaoran stood up alongside him and shared a brief, light embrace with Chen Kun.

Chen Siyuan had only agreed to meet her out of respect for Chen Kun.

This favor was one she deeply appreciated.

Chen Kun smiled, offered no further words, and turned away with an air of casual elegance.

He could fully understand Li Xiaoran's choices; otherwise, he never would have bothered arranging this meeting with Chen Siyuan.

Some might fail to comprehend his actions, yet his conscience remained entirely clear.

This was precisely why Chen Kun possessed such a multitude of confidantes.

When helping others, he rarely concerned himself with the opinions of outsiders.

Left alone in the room, Chen Siyuan and Li Xiaoran felt the atmosphere subtly shift.

Though Li Xiaoran maintained a facade of absolute calm, Chen Siyuan could clearly perceive the trace of tension she held within.

Now alone together, Chen Siyuan relaxed considerably.

"I heard from A-Kun that you're a graduate of the Beijing Dance Academy?"

Chen Siyuan asked casually.

Li Xiaoran looked at Chen Siyuan with a faint smile. "Brother Yuan, I am indeed a graduate of the Beijing Dance Academy. If I say this, I hope you won't laugh, but to be honest, I never really loved dancing all that much. Back then, I actually wanted to drop out."

Chen Siyuan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? That would be a pity. I happen to have a fondness for women who dance—they possess wonderful posture and marvelous figures."

A slight flicker crossed Li Xiaoran's gaze before she broke into a radiant smile. "Since Brother Yuan appreciates it, I shall perform a dance for you right now!"

Chen Siyuan waved a hand. "No need to force yourself. Expressing your true self with courage is what matters most; there is no need to compromise or accommodate anyone."

Yet Li Xiaoran had already risen to her feet. She slipped off her high heels and peeled away her silk stockings, revealing a pair of flawless, alabaster feet.

True to her nickname, Li Dabai.

Even her feet resembled pristine white jade.

So brilliantly pale they practically dazzled the eyes.

These were legs one could admire for a lifetime!

"Dancing in stockings makes it too easy to slip," Li Dabai explained lightly.

Chen Siyuan straightened up in his seat, watching Li Dabai with an amused, smiling gaze.

Li Dabai rolled up the sleeves of her sweater and stepped into the center of the room.

Her tight-fitting pencil trousers somewhat restricted her movements, but since she hadn't anticipated dancing tonight, she would simply have to make do.

Dancers, it seemed, always carried their own background music.

Liu Xiaoli was like that.

And Li Dabai was no exception.

Without the need for instrumental accompaniment, they could effortlessly drift into motion.

Li Dabai's style of dance differed somewhat from Liu Xiaoli's.

How should one put it? Li Dabai's movements carried a more alluring, seductive charm.

Her generous 35C curves were slightly burdensome for this, which perhaps explained why she didn't particularly enjoy dancing.

However, Chen Siyuan found himself rather fond of it.

Against her black turtleneck sweater, her skin glowed with a luminous white light.

This transformation turned Li Dabai into a vibrant, leaping sprite of black and white.

Every single sway and tremor caused Chen Siyuan's heart to beat in rhythm with her movements.

As the dance concluded, Li Dabai was breathing slightly heavily.

It was evident she hadn't performed in quite some time.

Chen Siyuan smiled and applauded appreciatively.

"A truly wonderful dance. It would be a crime for you to stop dancing altogether."

Li Xiaoran bit her lip, deciding to throw all hesitation to the wind. "If Brother Yuan enjoys it, I can dance for you anytime in the future."

A stubborn glint flickered in her eyes.

With Li Xiaoran putting the matter so plainly, Chen Siyuan no longer feigned ignorance.

With a swift pull, he drew Li Xiaoran directly into his arms.

"Ah!"

Li Xiaoran let out a startled cry.

Before her eyes appeared Chen Siyuan's face, mere inches away.

Chen Siyuan's gaze possessed a captivating, magnetic quality.

It left Li Xiaoran momentarily dazed.

"I think your previous dance could still use a bit of refinement," Chen Siyuan murmured, his arm lingering around her delicate waist.

"Huh?"

Li Xiaoran blinked in utter confusion.

Chen Siyuan stood up and adjusted Li Xiaoran's posture to mirror one of the poses from her routine.

"Right here, your leg lift was too low!"

Chen Siyuan patted Li Xiaoran's leg as he spoke.

Li Xiaoran felt a mixture of laughter and tears; clad in restrictive pencil trousers, raising her leg any higher was physically impossible!

Yet she dared not contradict Chen Siyuan. Should she displease him and ruin everything now, all her previous efforts would amount to nothing!

Gritting her teeth, Li Xiaoran replied, "Thank you, Brother Yuan. Let me try again!"

Chen Siyuan nodded, settled back into his seat, and watched Li Xiaoran's performance with a faint, amused smile.

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiaoran resumed her dance.

Soon, she reached the section requiring the leg extension.

Hardening her resolve, she imagined herself wearing proper dance attire and executed a high kick.

*Rip—*

Accompanying the sharp sound of tearing fabric, Li Xiaoran's fair cheeks flushed instantly.

It was ruined!

Yet, having come this far, Li Xiaoran committed herself entirely.

Discarding all inhibitions, she continued to dance.

Not only did she keep going, but she even increased the frequency of her leg lifts.

It was abundantly clear to Li Xiaoran that Chen Siyuan thoroughly enjoyed watching!

When this second dance ended, Li Xiaoran was panting even more heavily than before.

It wasn't that the choreography was particularly strenuous, but rather that Chen Siyuan's intense gaze felt almost physical, as if boring straight through the tear in her clothes...

Chen Siyuan applauded once more with an appreciative expression.

Li Xiaoran's gaze, however, carried a complex mixture of emotions.

The Chen Siyuan sitting before her was a man who would never let go of the hawk until he caught his prey.

If she wanted to achieve her goals, she had no choice but to sacrifice something in return.

Yet, compared to those pot-bellied, bloated investors, Chen Siyuan was infinitely more pleasing to the eye.

Such a premium investment opportunity was surely something countless people desired yet could never attain, right?

From a different perspective, wasn't she actually coming out ahead?!

This time, without waiting for Chen Siyuan to pull her, Li Xiaoran took the initiative to lower herself onto his lap, draping her fair arms around his neck.

"Brother Yuan, how was my performance this time?"

Li Xiaoran's breath brushed against him like orchid fragrance, her eyes shimmering with enhanced allure.

The corners of Chen Siyuan's lips curved upward as he casually rested a hand on her thigh.

Before she could react, he lifted and parted her legs wider.

*Rip—*

The fabric tore open completely.

Chen Siyuan's hand slipped smoothly through the opening.

It was a maneuver requiring considerable dexterity.

Yet Chen Siyuan executed it with practiced familiarity.

Only poor Li Xiaoran was left enduring a wave of intense, breathless sensation.

"Brother Yuan... I can't..."

As Chen Siyuan stood up, he scooped Li Xiaoran up horizontally in his arms.

Leaning close to her ear, he murmured softly, "Where is the bedroom?"

Li Xiaoran raised a hand and pointed in a certain direction.

Carrying her in his arms, Chen Siyuan strode purposefully toward the indicated room.

Whoever designed this club was truly a genius; the room turned out to be an intimately appointed couples' suite.

Aside from a massive, circular waterbed, it was equipped with numerous amenities designed to heighten the romantic atmosphere.

Li Xiaoran had never set foot in this specific room before, as evidenced by the clear trace of panic that crossed her face the moment they entered.

"Brother Yuan, perhaps we should switch..."

"This place is just fine!"

Reaching the bedside, Chen Siyuan dropped Li Xiaoran squarely onto the waterbed.