When she got to the studio, the dance teacher wasn’t in it. Only Yuan Bo was waiting for her.

“How come only you’re here?”

“What? Isn’t it nice?”

“Don’t pull this bullshit with me. I’m here to rehearse.”

“I know. Come on, beauty. Let’s begin.”

Yuan Bo took off his jacket and stood in the center of the room; he used his cellphone’s bluetooth to connect the sound system.

Music rose in the room.

Han Yueyao hesitated and then walked over to dance with him.

In the big mirror on the wall, she could see her reflection as she danced.

She found the fellow was a good dancer and wouldn’t hold her back in the show.

After one dance, Yuan Bo picked up two bottles of water and handed one to Han Yueyao.

“No, thank you.”

“I didn’t spike it. Don’t worry.”

Yuan Bo chuckled, knowing what Han Yueyao was thinking.

Han Yueyao didn’t speak because she didn’t trust the fellow.

“I heard you’re Su Yu’s mistress.”

Hearing his words, Han Yueyao almost fell out with him.

But she wouldn’t. After all, she was an expert of roasting and could spar with Su Yu fearlessly.

So, she only smiled calmly.

Glancing at Yuan Bo, she asked, “I heard…you’re the Little King Cannon in G City?”

“Hahaha… You’re well informed. Good for you.” The fellow smirked shamelessly, admitting the rumor was true.

“Then your kidneys must be weak. Remember to take some Six-Flavor Dihuang Pills to keep healthy,” Han Yueyao mocked him.

“What? You have a part-time job of selling drugs?”

“No. I just gave you a friendly reminder.”

“Thank you for your kindness. You haven’t answered my question yet. How long have you been with Su Yu?”

“I’ve been with Su Yu for… eight years.”

“Eight years? So long? You’re 25, right? It means you began sleeping with Su Yu when you were 17 years old… My goodness…”

“Yeah. I’ve been with him since I was 17. He bought me a house and a racecar… I even gave him a son.”

“You two have a son? That’s sensational.” The male star almost had foams on his lips.

“Yeah. We only have one son. He’s a big boy now.”

“What is the boy’s name?”

“Su Yuanbo.”

Yuan Bo: “…”

“Han Yueyao, you’re messing with me.”

He was about to ask Han Yueyao how old her son was when he realized she was playing around.

“Yeah. Since you wanted to play, I just played along.” Han Yueyao looked calm.

“Can’t you talk like a normal person?”

“Damn it, you started it. You asked me if I’m Su Yu’s mistress.”

“I was curious.”

“Are you a curious baby?” Han Yueyao rolled her eyes.

“Are you his mistress or not? Forget it. I don’t need to ask. If you were not with him, as a new performer, how could you enter the dancing show?”

“You’ve seen too much dirty stuff to believe that pure and beautiful things can exist in this world?”

“What do you mean?” The male star looked confused.

“Nothing. I just don’t want to talk to you about it. It doesn’t matter what you think of me, but you can’t slander President Su. No one in the world is more loyal to love than he is.”

“Whoa. It seems there’s something going on between you two.”

“No. I just heard the love story between him and a woman. Anyway, Su Yu is a very fine man. You can’t slander my boss.

“I was just kidding. Why are you so serious? Are you… in love with him?” the man leaned close to Han Yueyao’s face and asked.