As soon as she finished speaking, the bosses around Song Qiao cast envious glances.
"Boss Song's luck is truly incredible. He just had a winning streak in gambling, and now he's also having a lot of romantic luck."
While discussing, they subtly glanced at Xia Haibin, wanting to see how he would handle the situation.
Song Qiao hadn't expected Gao Mengmeng to use him as a shield and awkwardly scratched his head.
He cautiously looked at Xia Yuqing and asked, "Wife, shall we dance together?"
He was calculating that if Xia Yuqing agreed, he could find an excuse to refuse the other woman.
Unexpectedly, Xia Yuqing was still upset about Song Qiao's gambling and had no mood to dance with him, directly waving her hand to refuse.
Song Qiao, with no other choice, looked at Gao Mengmeng and said,
"Since Miss Gao has invited, then Song will accompany you out of politeness."
With that, he gently took her wrist and started moving to the music.
Xia Xueqing, who originally wanted to dance with her brother-in-law, pouted immediately upon seeing this. She wanted to speak but didn't know how.
In his past life, he had received formal training in ballroom dancing, and now he danced with ease.
Soon, their graceful dance steps became the focus of the entire venue, attracting many gazes.
"I didn't expect Brother Song to have this skill. I always thought he only knew how to make money."
Guo Jun looked at Song Qiao with increased admiration and respect.
Xia Yuqing hadn't expected that her refusal of her husband would lead to such a consequence. Looking at the two figures dancing lightly as swallows on the stage, she couldn't help but feel a flicker of jealousy.
It was difficult for her to accept her husband dancing with another woman.
But she had personally refused Song Qiao's invitation just now, and there was no opportunity to take it back.
"Mr. Song, thank you for saving me. Otherwise, I would have been driven mad by that Xia Haibin."
Gao Mengmeng whispered into Song Qiao's ear as she followed his rhythm.
"It's a small matter. I'm good friends with your uncle, so there's no need to be so polite."
Song Qiao replied calmly, his expression unchanged.
"What's the background of this person named Song? He's actually valued by Secretary Gao's daughter. His future prospects are immeasurable."
The people below the stage, while watching, began to discuss.
"He's the boss of that Xiang Piaopiao company. He won against Guo Shanhai today."
"But compared to Xia Haibin, he's probably still a bit lacking."
As this question arose, some well-informed individuals began to answer, interspersed with their own opinions and views.
Song Qiao, of course, didn't hear such biases, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't bother with them.
As the music ended, the song concluded, and their dance also finished.
Song Qiao bowed slightly and was about to leave the stage.
However, the next moment, Xia Xueqing rushed onto the stage and grabbed his wrist.
"Brother-in-law, let's dance too."
Saying that, she began to move to the music.
Having some foundation in dancing, she cooperated with Song Qiao quite well.
This made Xia Yuqing, who was already somewhat displeased, wear an even stranger expression.
She couldn't help but wish that Song Qiao would quickly reject her sister and invite her to dance again.
If that were the case, she would definitely not refuse again and would insist on dancing a song with her husband.
"Brother-in-law, your charm with women is quite good. First, you stood up for Ye Zhiwei, and now Gao Mengmeng is asking you to dance."
Xia Xueqing deliberately swayed her body, getting very close to Song Qiao, and whispered in his ear.
Song Qiao frowned upon hearing this and said helplessly, "Xueqing, what nonsense are you always thinking about?"
He then found an excuse to deliberately shift the topic, leaving Xia Xueqing with no room to reply.
...
"Boss, this guy surnamed Song is too arrogant. He clearly knows that Gao Mengmeng is the woman you fancy, yet he dared to accept her invitation."
"He truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."
Meanwhile, at a wine table below the stage, Xia Haibin was listening to his subordinate's report with a dark expression.
"Bastard!"
In his extreme anger, he suddenly exerted force with his hand, crushing the glass he was holding into pieces.
This made the eyebrows of the several subordinates surrounding him twitch.
"Go thoroughly investigate all the information about that kid. After the dance party ends, I will personally give him a lesson he will never forget."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up impatiently and glared fiercely at Song Qiao.
"Yes, boss."
The subordinates dared not delay and hurried to investigate the name Song Qiao.
Half an hour later.
"Xiang Piaopiao?"
"No wonder he's so arrogant. So he's been in the limelight recently."
Xia Haibin let out a disdainful cold snort, seemingly not taking Song Qiao's identity seriously at all.
Since the dance party was over, he could no longer hold back and directly led his men to surround Song Qiao.
"Brother, there are too many people here. Dare you step aside to talk?"
Upon seeing Song Qiao, Xia Haibin revealed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, but his words were very polite.
"Then let's talk outside."
Song Qiao could tell at a glance that the other party was looking for trouble, but he felt no fear and calmly followed the crowd outside.
However, as soon as they stepped out, Xia Haibin's expression changed.
"Kid, you truly don't know your place today. Do you think you can get conceited just because you beat Guo Shanhai?"
As he spoke, he snatched a steel pipe from a subordinate and swung it, the threatening implication being self-evident.
However, Song Qiao showed no fear. He calmly looked at the other party and asked, "Then, Mr. Xia, how do you wish to resolve this?"
"Resolve it?"
"I just want to give you a warning to stay away from Miss Gao Mengmeng in the future. Don't always delusionally think of a toad wanting to eat swan meat."
"Otherwise, for the next period of time, just wash your neck clean and wait for death at home."
"Do you understand what I'm saying?"
He spoke the last few words deliberately, syllable by syllable. Although the volume was not high, it conveyed a strong killing intent that made people's hair stand on end.
Song Qiao had originally wanted to explain that he was already married and had no intention of competing with Xia Haibin. But seeing Xia Haibin's attitude now, he became spirited.
He took a step forward without backing down, looking into Xia Haibin's eyes without any evasion.
He also replied word by word, "I'm sorry, I didn't understand, and I don't want to understand."
After speaking, he turned to leave, unwilling to exchange any more words with Xia Haibin.