928 Hidden Dance
928 Hidden Dance
Chen Mo looked calmly at Hyomin, who was pressed close to him.
Her fingertips were still resting on Chen Mo's shoulder.
As soon as those suggestive words were spoken, Chen Mo slightly raised his hand, avoiding her touch.
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his gaze sweeping over the six expectant faces before him, his tone calm yet carrying an unyielding distance:
"Thank you all for your kind words, but I'm not available tonight."
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the hearts of the six people.
Hyomin's hand, which was resting in mid-air, froze.
Her charming smile vanished instantly, and the light in her eyes dimmed at a visible speed.
Jiyeon tightened her grip on the wine glass, a hint of grievance appearing in her watery eyes.
The others also slumped their shoulders, their regret barely concealed.
Their carefully prepared attempts to please and their courageous hints were utterly insignificant in the eyes of the other party.
But after all, he's been in the entertainment industry for many years, so even when he was disappointed, he didn't lose his composure.
Hyomin was the first to compose herself, forcing a smile, though her tone betrayed obvious disappointment:
"Since Mr. Chen has important matters to attend to, we will not disturb him any longer."
"It's so rare to see you, could we dance as a farewell gift?"
They wanted to make one last stand.
Maybe Chen Mo will change his mind after seeing this sexy dance?
They considered this dance to be the most important performance of their lives.
Chen Mo didn't speak, but simply turned to the side and leaned against the back of the sofa, raising his hand to make a "please" gesture.
Li Fuzhen watched with amusement, bringing her champagne glass to her lips, her eyes sparkling with amusement at the spectacle.
A lively melody drifted out from the speakers in the corner of the private room.
It was the same popular song they had just performed downstairs.
However, the dance is quite different; many of the moves are 'super advanced versions'.
The six people quickly formed a semicircle, surrounding the sofa where Chen Mo was located in the center.
Gone is the restraint from before; every movement is alluring and sexy.
Hyomin stood in the front row, her hips swaying violently with the drumbeats.
The burgundy mini skirt clung tightly to her body, outlining a stunning figure.
This is something most people really couldn't handle.
The moment she finished dancing and left.
Jiyeon walked up to him in high heels, and as she twirled, her skirt billowed up, revealing a slender leg.
When he landed, his knees were slightly bent, and his body leaned gently towards Chen Mo.
As her long hair swung, a sweet, cloying perfume scent wafted over.
Their movements were completely different from the dance they performed on stage earlier.
During the interlude, all six of them exited together.
Her waist twisted like a water snake, her hands slid from her ankles to her sides, and her fingertips deliberately hooked in Chen Mo's direction.
Hyomin even took a half-step towards the sofa as she got up, her chest almost brushing against Chen Mo's knee, her eyes full of alluring charm.
As the melody faded, the six members struck their final pose. Hyomin knelt on one knee, leaned back slightly, and supported herself with her hands on either side, her skirt flaring out like flower petals.
The others surrounded her, striking various sexy poses, their faces still flushed and breathless from the dance.
After they finished dancing, the six of them bowed in unison.
They looked up at Chen Mo, their eyes filled with undisguised anticipation.
Chen Mo nodded slightly and said, "You danced well, thank you."
Li Fuzhen gave them a look.
Goodbye, Mr. Chen.
The six bowed in unison, their voices filled with final regret, and their steps were heavy as they turned away.
As soon as they left, Li Fuzhen couldn't help but laugh out loud, put down her wine glass, and moved closer to Chen Mo:
"Honey, look at how energetic they were just now. An ordinary man would have been overwhelmed by them."
Chen Mo pinched her cheek, and just as he was about to speak, the door to the private room was pushed open again.
Nine women entered this time, all dressed in short white gauze dresses adorned with tiny pearls. They looked pure and lively, but as they approached, their deliberately alluring charm became undeniable.
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