Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 571 Testing each other
  As the party progressed, Fujiwara and Momiji were also dragged into a dance by Eiko Toraya. Under the gorgeous lights and cheerful music, the two figures intertwined, and under the leadership of Fujiwara, their dance steps were elegant and coordinated.

The party atmosphere intensified as the music heated up.

The band's performance echoed in this spacious hall, and every melody seemed to be infused with magic, guiding the emotions of the guests. The violinist in the band pulls the strings and produces melodious notes; the sound of the brass instruments is powerful, adding a graceful and luxurious temperament to the music.

In this exciting background music, Fujiwara and Momiji stepped onto the dance floor. Fujiwara's dance is gentle and graceful, and he leads the red leaves to dance. Although Hongye is not a professional dancer, her steps are steady and she tries to follow Fujiwara's rhythm. Her figure is like a light petal on the dance floor.

Fujiwara gently touched Hongye's waist during the dance. His fingers felt the lines of her body, and he couldn't help but secretly think about whether he should take the initiative to poke the other side, or wait for the other side to make a move before attacking.

Compared to Fujiwara, who is in a complicated mood, Momiji is obviously much simpler, and just wants to enjoy the date.

During the dance breaks, she would occasionally look up at Fujiwara with delicate eyes, her eyes full of inquiry and desire. She noticed that Fujiwara seemed to have changed a lot compared to when they first met. She remembered how Fujiwara used to be thin and aloof, but now, not only had he become taller, but he had also grown significantly in height. Hongye silently estimated that Fujiwara is about 15 meters tall now. She sighed softly, thinking that her breasts had not grown since she was years old, except for her increasingly plump breasts.

However, Hongye does not feel inferior because of this. On the contrary, she is proud of her figure. In her opinion, everyone's beauty is unique, and her height and body shape only form part of her personality.

Fujiwara and Momiji sometimes face each other, sometimes back to back, spinning and twisting to the music. When their eyes met, they could read the admiration and trust in each other's eyes. Fujiwara admires Momiji's confident and contented attitude, while Momiji sees calm maturity in Fujiwara.

While dancing, Fujiwara Xinghai's heart was complicated. He knew clearly that Belmode must have a purpose in coming to him, but he had no way to verify what she was thinking.

When his eyes fell on Belmode, who was drinking alone in the corner, he frowned slightly. This woman always carried a mystery, and he couldn't help but secretly guess the real purpose of her appearance here.

The party continued as the guests enjoyed the evening with music. Everyone is immersed in the carnival atmosphere of this upper-class person, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the outside world, just living in the present at this moment, and celebrating this night that belongs to them.

As the dance ended, Hongye's breathing gradually became faster, her cheeks turned red, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead showed her fatigue. Fujiwara noticed Hongye's discomfort. He gently put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the seating area at the edge of the banquet hall.

"Are you ok?"

"Well, I'm just a little tired." Hongye panted, her eyes still bright and full of energy.

They found a relatively quiet corner, Momiji sat on a cushioned chair, Fujihara stood next to her, his arms still around her shoulders.

During the break, Hongye's attention was attracted by the dazzling array of wine bottles on the bar, and his eyes flashed with the desire to try.

Speaking of which, she had never drunk wine before. She heard from her elders that wine was very bitter, so she never tried it.

Feeling a little thirsty, Fujiwara looked at the wine cabinet for a while and then said to the bartender: "Give me a mojito, and make this lady a sweeter cocktail, preferably non-alcoholic, or one with a very low alcohol content. "

The bartender, a middle-aged man, responded with a smile: "Of course, we have several special non-alcoholic cocktails that taste very good and are suitable for this lady."

The bartender quickly took out fresh mint leaves and lime and started making mojitos. For the red leaf cocktail, he chose a pink drink, which has both a bright color and a sweet taste, but only contains a very low alcohol content.

"This is our special strawberry non-alcoholic sherry sundae. I hope the lady will like it." The bartender handed Fujiwara two drinks and said with a smile. Fujiwara returned to Hongye with a drink. He looked at her expectant eyes and said softly: "Come, try this, it's sweet, you should like it."

At this moment, Fujiwara's phone vibrated with an unsigned email.
  [It’s a bit boring inside, let’s chat on the rooftop]

Fujiwara didn't even think about guessing who sent it. When he turned around and looked at the place he just came from, he found that no one was there.

"I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be right back. You can sit here by yourself for a while."

Before leaving, Fujiwara noticed Hongye's gaze and reminded him:
  "But don't be too greedy. You're not of legal drinking age yet. Just drink a little."

Hearing this, Hongye snorted softly, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"OK."

After watching Fujiwara leave, Hongye just took a sip of sherry sundae when several women who had been watching suddenly came over.

Momiji Sadaharu didn't look like a stranger at first glance, she had met them several times before.

Mrs. Yuko Moriyama is a descendant of a well-known tea ceremony family in Osaka. Her love for traditional culture and art is well-known in the social circle. Noriko Oyamada is the wife of a politician. Her husband is an influential local official. She also has unique insights into art collection.

After some pleasantries and exchanges on art topics, the two ladies began to gradually introduce topics that they really cared about. Mrs. Moriyama waved her fan lightly and said in a gentle voice:

"Miss Hongye, we are also very concerned about your family's charity activities. The Moriyama family has always been committed to supporting the development of culture and art. If there is an opportunity, we are very willing to cooperate with the Ooka family."

Hongye nodded to express interest, with a hint of respect in her smile: "This is indeed a wonderful proposal. I am also very happy to participate in public welfare undertakings."

Mrs. Oyamada was more direct. There was a trace of expectation in her eyes. She came closer and said sincerely:

"In this era of rapid change, the inheritance of art and culture is particularly important. Miss Hongye, have you ever considered participating in the cultural promotion projects of our municipal government? It will be a great success for us to have young people like you join us. of glory."

Hongye felt subtle fluctuations in her heart. She knew that there were political and commercial considerations behind these ladies' invitations, but she still maintained an elegant posture and replied:
  "Thank you very much for your invitation. I am really interested in cultural promotion."

She neither made herself appear too cold nor gave the other party too many expectations, maintaining an elegant balance.

The two ladies exchanged glances after hearing Hongye's reply. It seemed to them that tonight's exchange had begun to bear fruit. They nodded politely, said a few words of thanks to Hongye, and then slowly exited the conversation to continue communicating with other guests.

Hongye watched them leave. Although she knew the complex relationships behind these interactions, she also understood that as the eldest granddaughter of the Ooka family, these social activities were also part of her unshirkable responsibility. She calmly adjusted her sitting position, enjoyed a bite of the sherry sundae in her hand, and waited for Fujiwara to come back soon.

(End of this chapter)