Chapter 92 Waltz under the Moon
Young owner of Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce?
Chen Lun didn't know this identity of Noah.
He suddenly thought of Rosa, whom he met in the black market at the port. Is there any connection between the two...?
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Jack, hehe."
After being introduced by Walsh, Noah put down the tableware reluctantly, lowered his head and stretched out his hand to Chen Lun. He responded with a shy look on his face, and there was still cream left at the corner of his mouth.
"Me too, Mr. Noah."
Chen Lun shook hands with him politely.
Walsh looked around, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket, stood on tiptoe and wiped the cream from Noah's mouth. Noah scratched the back of his head and said thank you sheepishly.
"Oh! Happy birthday!"
At this time the guests began to cheer.
Chen Lun cast his gaze away, but it was Rebecca who closed her eyes and made a wish surrounded by everyone and blew out the candles. Then Viscount Pompeii cut the cake, and the maids distributed it to the guests to celebrate together.
Not long after, meal time was over.
"It's dance time, everyone, please have a good time."
After Viscount Pompeii finished speaking, the maids removed the dining table, leaving a spacious living room. A small band specially invited took their seats on the middle steps, and the pianist, violinist, drummer and other orchestrators took their seats.
The crisp piano sound plays, followed by the melodious violin.
At this time, the guests walked into the center of the living room with their dance partners and danced to the music. Young men and women also formed pairs by invitation and invitation, and joined the dance floor with laughter.
Rebecca dances with her father, Viscount Pompeii.
"Rebecca, happy birthday...I'm old, and I'm a little tired after dancing for just a few minutes."
Viscount Pompeii joked.
"Thank you, Dad, you are still young."
Rebecca chuckled.
The Viscount led Rebecca off the dance floor, and Madam Pompeii came to greet her. He let go of Rebecca's hand, took his wife's, and immediately looked around. Many noble young men and other men were ready to make a move.
"Oh, it seems our daughter is very popular."
Madam Pompeii smiled.
"Then it's time for you young people, go ahead, Rebecca."
Viscount Pompeii patted Rebecca on the shoulder, and the latter nodded shyly.
After the Pompeii couple entered the dance floor, other young men flocked to Rebecca and prepared to ask her to dance. It's just that a large part of them chose to shrink back when they saw Alvin.
Another group of noble children were greeted, and the opportunity to dance with the daughter of Viscount Pompeii was given to Alvin.
Under the gaze of everyone, Alvin took the lead and came to Rebecca, gracefully caressing his chest and bending down, extending his hand to support her.
"Miss Rebecca, can you please dance with me for a while?"
Rebecca looked at the young man in front of her and knew that he was Senator Lawson's nephew Alvin, but she was not interested and shook her head politely.
"Thank you, I already have a dance partner, sorry Mr. Alvin."
Rebecca turned and left without looking back, leaving Alvin frozen in place.
"Alvin was rejected?!"
Others were shocked, not expecting Alvin to be so bluntly rejected by Rebecca.
Immediately afterwards, Rebecca walked directly in front of a strange black-haired young man, lifted up the hem of her skirt, and lowered her head shyly.
"Mr. Jack, do you want to dance with Rebecca...?"
Her voice was very nervous, she had never been nervous before.
Connie looked at the daughter of the viscount in front of her. This was the first time she saw Rebecca.
It turns out that Miss Rebecca is also so beautiful. She is worthy of being a noble lady, elegant and polite.
She looked at Miss Floy next to her again, only to find that she slightly pursed her lips and seemed unhappy.
"Of course, Miss Rebecca."
Chen Lun took the hand held out by Rebecca.
"Your leg injury has healed, and our tutoring class is almost over. Let tonight's dance be a short farewell."
When Rebecca heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, and immediately she felt an inexplicable loss.
All the joy she had felt turned into emptiness and sadness.
"Hmm...hmm."
Rebecca snorted twice from her little nose.
Chen Lun thought he didn't see the sadness on her face and led her to the dance floor with a smile.
"Today is your birthday, Miss Rebecca, be happy."
The band changed to the next song, the tempo slowed down, and the piano solo remained.
Ding dong, ding dong...
"Even if we are no longer your teacher, we are still friends."
Chen Lun took her hand and guided her to move, speaking softly.
"Smile, Rebecca."
Rebecca was suddenly startled. This was the first time that Mr. Jack called her by her first name.
She looked up and saw the smile on Mr. Jack's face, and couldn't help but be infected by it, and the corners of her mouth also raised slightly.
Ding dong!
The piano presses the accent.
Immediately, the tempo slowly accelerated, and the low string accompaniment of the cello began to join in.
The dance steps of Rebecca and Chen Lun moved to the tight drumbeats.
For some reason, everyone's eyes on the dance floor were focused on the two of them, as if they were born to be the protagonists. Rebecca's beauty, the tall and straight figure of the black-haired young man, and their respective temperaments merged and intertwined with the waltz.
As the dance came to an end, Chen Lun took out a small gift box and quietly handed it to Rebecca's hand.
"Happy birthday, Rebecca, this is a teacher's gift."
Rebecca only felt that there was a small box in her hand.
There was surprise on her face, she opened it gently and found a small silver snake earring inside. The earrings are very simple, but the scales on the body are carefully carved, and the snake's head is also engraved with an emerald green letter "J".
"Thank you! Mr. Jack, I like it very much...!"
Rebecca couldn't help but take out the silver snake earrings and couldn't wait to put them on her ears. A touch of silver added a touch of mysterious charm to her.
"As long as you like it."
Chen Lun smiled.
These silver snake earrings are the jewelry that Connie made last night.
He plans to make a set of his own tokens as proof of the team's identity. Although it is only symbolic, it has a deeper meaning.
For example, the silver snake earrings given to Rebecca have no apparent use now, but in the future, they might be used as a means to protect her.
If Chen Lun didn't even have this bit of self-confidence, it would be useless to call himself a member of the "Army of Travelers".
After the dance.
The dinner party also came to an end.
The Viscount Pompeii and his wife saw off the guests at the door, and Walsh followed Master Noah to Chen Lun.
"Mr. Jack, let's hang out together if we have a chance."
The chubby Noah was a little shy, but with the encouragement of Walsh, he invited Chen Lun.
"Of course, Mr. Noah."
Chen Lun took off his hat and said softly.
Noah said goodbye to him and left with Walsh.
Chen Lun took a deep look at his back.
From the banquet just now, it is not difficult to see that other people do not really want to deal with Noah. Even though his status is not low, his appearance is too ugly. Nobles who pride themselves on elegance are not willing to make friends with such people.
Connie and Floy stood in silence.
The entire party seemed to have nothing to do with them.
Connie was a little disappointed. No man came to talk to her. She knew that it was because she was not good-looking enough, had freckles on her face, had no power and background, and was just a low-class girl from the outer city.
She glanced at Miss Floy silently.
Just now when Mr. Jack and Miss Rebecca were dancing together, she noticed that Miss Floy was not in the right mood. Although many men had extended invitations to Miss Floy, she declined them all. Her tone and attitude were not as gentle as before, but rather too indifferent.
"Why is Miss Floy unhappy?"
Connie thought.
She began to recall the past, and it seemed that every time she mentioned Miss Rebecca, Miss Floy would inadvertently interrupt her.
It's like he doesn't want to see Mr. Jack getting close to other women.
A guess popped up in Connie's mind, and she hesitated, preparing to ask.
"He and I... are not brothers and sisters, Connie. I used to live in darkness and pain, and it was he who saved me. He is not a brother, but he is better than a brother."
Floy seemed to know what Connie wanted to ask and spoke first.
Her voice was still so ethereal, but her tone was not as calm.
Connie realizes.
Miss Floy, maybe, should, maybe... is jealous.
The three of them took their own carriage and returned to Jack Manor.
Floy was a little silent along the way.
Connie hesitated to speak, looked at Miss Floy next to her, then at Mr. Jack opposite, and finally fell down.
This surprised Chen Lun.
When the three of them were about to enter the door of the villa, Chen Lun suddenly stopped.
"Sorry, Floy, it's not that I didn't want to dance with you at the dance just now..."
A smile appeared on his face.
"It's just that I don't like that kind of occasion. I think the best stage is under this moonlight, just the two of us."
Floy was slightly startled.
Connie also covered her mouth.
Chen Lun took off his hat and solemnly stretched out his hand in a standard invitation gesture.
"Miss Floy, will you dance with me?"
Boom!
Floy's heart skipped a beat.
She pursed her lips and was silent for a while.
Then he gently lifted the hem of his skirt and curtsied seriously.
"My pleasure, sir."
Floy held out his hand and placed it on Chen Lun's palm.
Connie held her breath and watched as Mr. Jack pulled Miss Floy and spun around in the open space of the manor.
The purple moon hangs high, spreading gentleness.
A light harmonica sound that came from nowhere floated faintly into the manor, accompanying the two people under the moonlight.
Floy felt herself in a happy mood and danced gracefully to the other person's rhythm.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her heart beat faster.
The adopted little white cat Bib jumped into the dance circle of the two, following curiously and jumping around at their feet.
The palms of hands touching each other are like the slowest moment in the world, and time has stopped, like a star curtain half painted in amber.
Standing on tiptoes is the moment when your heart beats the fastest. The melody is in time with it, and you write a poem for two people under the moon.
This scene was deeply imprinted in Connie's mind.
"Perhaps Miss Floy and Mr. Jack are a better match."
She thought to herself.
The moonlit waltz ends.
Floy's cheeks turned slightly red and she raised her skirt to salute Chen Lun again.
In the corner outside the manor, a blond young man put down the harmonica in his hand, chuckled, and left slowly.
"Sorry, I've never danced..."
Floy said.
"It doesn't matter, this is a good experience, isn't it?"
Chen Lun said.
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The three of them entered the villa, and Floy returned to his room.
The blush on her face hadn't subsided yet, so she walked straight to the window and raised her head to face the purple moon.
"You can't die yet, Floy..."
Floy murmured.
She raised her hand and felt the remaining warmth of her hand, but blood could not stop pouring from the corners of her mouth and eyes. (End of chapter)