Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1150

Chapter 1150: Going to the Hospital

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After finishing his rounds of socializing, Su Shen returned to the banquet hall and immediately noticed that Gu Zi’s gaze was fixed on the dance floor. Assuming she wanted to dance, he made his way over to her with a warm smile. "Beautiful lady, would you care to dance with me?"

Gu Zi instinctively opened her mouth to decline. After all, several men had already invited her to dance, but the moment she saw it was Su Shen, she decided to be gracious. She extended her hand with a smile. "Ah, Mr. Su. I shall honor you with a dance."

In that moment, Su Shen wasn’t Chen Yu, whose presence had always felt distant and dismissive. In their time together, Su Shen had been nothing but attentive, treating her with a consideration that spoke volumes. He deserved nothing less than her courtesy.

The two of them entered the dance floor, and as they moved gracefully, Chen Ting, who had been twirling with an older man, looked on with a mixture of emotions. Her face was a complicated canvas—surprise, jealousy, and something more, all tangled together.

As the song ended, Gu Zi was taken aback. Su Shen wasn’t a professional dancer by any means, but he danced with such smoothness and precision that it felt as though he had been practicing for years.

She remembered back in Guangcheng when he had asked her to practice some steps with him, but she hadn’t realized he had taken it so seriously. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of admiration for his ability to pick up new skills. Her respect for him deepened in that moment.

Leading her off the floor, Su Shen sensed her silence and misinterpreted it. His voice carried a slight urgency. "I’ve never danced with another woman at any of these events," he said, his tone almost defensive.

Gu Zi couldn’t help but smile at his concern, deciding to put him out of his apparent misery. "I know. Don’t worry about it," she said, her voice light. "By the way, is the banquet nearly over?"

Su Shen glanced at the time, noting, "Yes, it’s winding down. There’s only dancing and some casual mingling left. If you’re tired, we can leave now. I’ve already informed Master Chen."

Gu Zi thought about the evening. While the experience of such an extravagant event was interesting, it was undeniably tiring. Her back ached slightly from the hours spent standing and socializing. "Let’s go then," she agreed.

As they made their way toward the exit, Chen Ting, looking slightly unsteady on her feet, approached them. "Mr. Su, I’m afraid it’s difficult to find a ride at this hour. Would you mind giving me a lift?" She said this in a tone that suggested she might be on the verge of fainting.

Gu Zi blinked in confusion. What was this? Just moments ago, she had been dancing as if nothing was wrong, and now she could barely stand?