C5 My Fiancée Does Not Want to Dance!

A wave of care unlike anything Bai Wenling had ever felt washed over her, leaving her deeply moved.

Throughout her life, she had never experienced such concern from anyone—not even her parents, who had always seen her as nothing more than a pawn for their own gain, never considering her feelings.

Regardless of Su Hao's past recklessness, today he showed her something different.

Bai Wenling accepted the tissue and, with a slight purse of her lips, expressed her thanks. "Thank you!"

"Don't mention it. We've got Wang Baiwan's birthday dinner to attend soon. Why don't you freshen up in the restroom?" Su Hao said casually, gesturing toward the jewelry store's facilities.

With a nod, Bai Wenling headed straight for the restroom.

Meanwhile, the police were busy apprehending the robbers and ensuring the safety of the hostages inside the jewelry store.

The police captain, accompanied by a clerk, approached Su Hao. "Mr. Su, we owe you a great debt for taking down these criminals. What's your name?"

"Su Hao."

"Mr. Su, your actions today were instrumental in resolving this robbery and saving lives. On behalf of the hostages and the police force, I extend our heartfelt thanks." The captain saluted before continuing, "Could we have your contact information? Your bravery deserves recognition, and we intend to formally commend you with a reward within three days."

Taken aback, Su Hao hesitated but ultimately provided his details.

The captain proceeded to ask a few questions about the incident, which Su Hao answered openly and without reservation.

"Mr. Su, we appreciate your cooperation," the captain said with a smile, watching as the clerk finished taking notes.

"It was the least I could do," Su Hao replied modestly, glancing toward the restroom door.

Bai Wenling emerged, her appearance now composed.

"Su Hao, we should head out."

"Sure." Su Hao nodded, signaled a farewell to the captain, and then he and Bai Wenling climbed into the Porsche and drove off into the distance.

The police captain watched the car disappear, his eyes reflecting a mix of respect and wonder.

If he hadn't mistaken, the woman accompanying Su Hao was none other than the CEO of Butterfly Loving Flower Company, Bai Wenling.

A woman of both beauty and brains, Bai leveraged her sharp business acumen to skyrocket the company's profits past the hundred million mark within just six months.

Year after year, Bai Wenling attracted a legion of suitors, including influential scions of powerful officials.

Regrettably, Bai was already betrothed. More ironically, her fiancé was notorious for his hedonistic lifestyle, a fact that elicited sympathy for Bai from many.

The infamous playboy, once scorned for his frivolous ways, had unexpectedly emerged as a hero in a robbery incident.

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As evening descended upon Quanzhou's East City Region, the opulent Jade Water Residence came into view.

The Jade Water Residence, the pinnacle of luxury in the East City Region, was also the most prestigious enclave for elite businessmen.

Spanning a hundred hectares of pristine natural beauty, it boasted eleven peninsula clusters with a total of one hundred standalone villas, enveloped in eight hundred thousand square meters of lush greenery and four hundred and fifty thousand square meters of water, all within an astonishingly low density ratio of 0.32.

The area was a verdant oasis, its ecological splendor rivaling that of neighboring tourist attractions. Ten championship golf courses intertwined around the residences, offering doorstep access to tee-off. With amenities like a royal clubhouse, a palatial spa, and a 2700 square meter shopping promenade, the Jade Water Residence was the epitome of extravagance.

At that moment, a Porsche sped into the residence's parking lot.

The car door swung open, and Su Hao and Bai Wenling stepped out in succession.

They walked a short distance to the heart of the Jade Water Residence, stopping in front of a particularly grand villa.

Greeted by two elegant receptionists, Bai Wenling presented her invitation and, with Su Hao in tow, was led into the villa.

This was the residence of real estate magnate Wang Baiwan, the crown jewel of the Jade Water Residence. The villa's towering foyer, stately doors, rounded arch windows, and corner stonework were a feast for the eyes. Its private gardens, green spaces, and swimming pool, complemented by climbing vines, were a harmonious blend of timeless elegance and modern luxury.

Stepping into the villa's grand hall, Su Hao was nearly blinded by the brilliant crystal chandelier lighting. The entire space was carpeted in a vibrant red, exuding both romance and grandeur.

The room buzzed with the energy of affluent guests, clusters of elite figures mingling here and there. Some dripped with gold and silver jewels, their presence almost overwhelming with opulence.

Bai Wenling led Su Hao to a secluded round table and cautioned him, "Su Hao, Wang Baiwan's birthday banquet will officially begin at eight. Many VIPs will be in attendance, so please, watch what you say."

Last month, she had taken Su Hao to negotiate a contract with a CEO, but his brash words not only tanked the deal but also ended their ongoing partnership, resulting in significant losses for the company.

"This time, rest assured, I won't disappoint you," Su Hao promised, arms folded across his chest, nodding earnestly.

In his past life, his arrogance and crude language had alienated many of Bai Wenling's business contacts, leaving her company struggling to survive.

He owed Bai Wenling a great deal. He remembered that in his previous life, she had attended Wang Baiwan's birthday party primarily to secure a valuable piece of real estate from him.

Determined not to repeat history, he was resolute that this time would be different.

The chandelier's light bathed Su Hao's face, casting a serious and determined expression.

Bai Wenling was taken aback; in the two months she'd known Su Hao, she had never seen such a look of resolve and confidence. What could have brought about such a transformation?

Noticing Bai Wenling's silence, Su Hao paused, about to speak, when the system's voice interrupted.

"Ding dong, your swagger points have reached 100. Would you like to proceed with the draw?"

"Let's draw," Su Hao decided after a brief consideration.

"100 swagger points have been deducted for the draw. Your remaining balance is 20," the system announced. As it did, a large spinning wheel materialized before Su Hao, its pointer whirling rapidly.

Shortly thereafter, the needle came to rest on a diminutive card.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for drawing a Calligraphy Pretentious Experience Card."

"Calligraphy?" Su Hao's brow furrowed as he glanced at the note accompanying the card.

[Calligraphy Pretentious Experience Card: Grants the user complete calligraphy knowledge instantly, along with the skills of renowned calligraphers, lasting for 10 minutes.]

Upon understanding the card's capabilities, Su Hao's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Nowadays, many wealthy individuals sought after calligraphy and paintings to elevate their status, even if they lacked comprehension of the art form.

Particularly, original works by famous calligraphers fetched astronomical sums at auctions, sometimes in the hundreds of millions. If ever in need of cash, he could create an authentic calligraphic piece and put it up for auction.

Surveying his surroundings, Su Hao noticed Bai Wenling engrossed in her phone, scrolling through the news. Opting not to interrupt her, he poured himself a glass of red wine and sipped it leisurely.

Five or six minutes passed before a new presence entered the room, causing Su Hao's demeanor to chill, a glint of ice flashing in his eyes.

The newcomer was a man in his mid-twenties, clad in a suit with a black tie, his curly hair neatly styled. He exuded an air of unflappable confidence and poise.

Lin Yilun, the chairman of Lin's Group, had established the company at just twenty years old. Within a mere five years, he propelled it to become one of the top three conglomerates in Quanzhou. Not only was he exceptionally talented, but his good looks made him the fantasy of countless young women.

Truthfully, had Su Hao not witnessed Lin Yilun's deep cunning and ambition in his past life, he would have been easily misled by that seemingly affable smile.

He was acutely aware of the cold-heartedness and brutality that lurked beneath Lin Yilun's sharply defined features.

Here stood a man of immense arrogance, one who would stop at nothing to achieve his objectives.

In his previous life, it was this very man who had resorted to dirty tricks against the Butterfly Loving Flower Company, leading to its bankruptcy and the subsequent debt-ridden Bai Wenling's tragic suicide.

Lin Yilun approached with a wine glass in hand, his movements exuding elegance and gentlemanliness. He cast a dismissive look at Su Hao before turning his attention to Bai Wenling, offering his hand with a smile that was all warmth and tenderness.

"Miss Bai, Chairman Wang's birthday celebration doesn't officially begin for another half hour. Would you honor me with a dance?"

Bai Wenling paused as Lin Yilun offered his hand.

Lin Yilun, the charismatic chairman of Lin's Group, embodied near perfection in both looks and talent.

At the tender age of twenty-five, he had ascended to heights most could only dream of, commanding respect even among the business elite.

Previously, Lin Yilun had frequently invited her to various networking events, where he exuded the grace of a prince straight out of a royal court.

His impeccable manners and gentle demeanor had all but defined the very essence of a gentleman.

In comparison, Su Hao was to Lin Yilun what a humble canal is to the vast ocean.

In her eyes, Lin Yilun was the ideal life partner, and their union would surely be celebrated far and wide.

Under normal circumstances, she would have readily accepted Lin Yilun's invitation.

But not today.

Su Hao was still by her side, and to accept would be a slight to his dignity.

She couldn't explain her sudden consideration for Su Hao's feelings, but she knew that today, she simply couldn't go through with it, nor would she allow herself to.

Su Hao glanced at Bai Wenling, who was silently biting her lip, and then at Lin Yilun, whose hand was outstretched with poised elegance. A subtle smirk played on his lips.

With a casual shrug, he extended his own hand and, to Lin Yilun's astonishment, swept Bai Wenling into his arms.

"Apologies, but my fiancée... isn't in the mood to dance!"