Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 85: Looks Like You Need a Refresher

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In a moment, everyone’s eyes focused on Shen Wan’s face, openly teasing and toying with her.

Deities don’t make mistakes, so the only one to blame must be her—the woman who tempted a deity!

“What’s the young lady’s name?” This was Quan Banting’s second sentence.

“Shen Wan.”

“Which ‘Wan’?”

Their eyes locked, and she discerned the mischief and playful intent in his gaze. Amidst the gasps of those around them, Shen Wan smiled and reached for the man’s large hand. She placed his hand in her own, her fingers soft and immaculate, and lightly tapped it. “Would you mind if I write it down for you?”

Her smile was pure, her gaze innocent.

Quan Ranting silently cursed her as an “enchantress”. Countless seductive images raced through his mind, causing his breathing to quicken in response.

She didn’t exert any force; he could have easily pulled away if he wanted to. However, Quan Ranting didn’t do so. Instead, he found himself inexplicably following the gentle movements of her fingertips, almost as if he were under a spell.

She wrote the Chinese character ‘$g’ (Wan), which bore a resemblance to the characters for ‘female’ (^) and ‘official’ (B).

“Does Sixth Uncle know now?” She gently withdrew her hand.

However, Quan Ranting seemed reluctant to part with the soft touch. His gaze carried a trace of lingering sentiment, like a reverie forming in the depths of his pitch-black and profound pupils, ultimately forming two mysterious whirlpools.

With just one glance, Shen Wan felt as if her soul might be sucked in. She turned her head, unable to look any longer.

“Brother, why are you trembling?” Shen Yan furrowed her brow, her expression filled with suspicion.

“I’m not. You must be mistaken,” Shen Qian replied calmly, slowly relaxing his clenched fists.

“Sixth Lord, my daughter acted disrespectfully. She must have offended you.” Shen Chunjiang stepped forward to apologize, but there was no hint of regret in his expression. Instead, it was filled with eager anticipation.

The man smiled. “It’s all right.”

“I wonder if the Sixth Lord would do us the honor of opening the dance at the party?” Shen Chunjiang disregarded the frequent glances Yang Lan shot his way and extended an invitation.

“As a guest, it might not be appropriate for me to open the dance. Besides, 1 didn’t bring a partner.”

Shen Chunjiang smiled and said nonchalantly, “In that case, why allow Wan Wan to be your partner?”

Quan Ranting didn’t reject the offer outright. Instead, he turned to the quiet and demure Shen Wan, who had been standing by. Initially, she had appeared gentle and obedient, the image he had of her. However, after that one night, he learnt just how sharp the claws of a wildcat could be, far from the harmless facade she displayed.

“What’s Miss Shen’s opinion?”

“If Sixth Uncle doesn’t mind, I would be more than delighted.”

Quan Ranting nodded towards Ling Yun, who understood and stepped forward to help him remove his overcoat. He then performed a gentlemanly bow and extended his hand towards Shen Wan.

No one expected Quan Ranting to actually agree to dance the opening waltz with Shen Wan. Wasn’t he rumored to be aloof and unapproachable?

“Hmm…” He Hongye gasped in surprise. “When did the Sixth Brother become this approachable?”

He Huai wore a mournful expression, and if he had ears on his head, they would probably be drooping right now. “Dad, this might be a fake Sixth Uncle.” “Shut up! What do you know!”

“It’s better than pretending to know everything like you do! Sixth Uncle is so annoying…”

“Oh!” He Hongye raised an eyebrow, looking amused. “Why are you so angry? Did Sixth Brother annoy you?”

He Huai huffed. “He stole my dance partner!”

“Who? That little girl from the Shen family?”

“That’s right!” Even though he had set his sights on her first, the Sixth Lord had swooped in and stolen her away. He had dressed up so handsomely for tonight, even going to the salon for a stylish haircut…

Meanwhile, Shen Wan automatically tuned out the gazes, whether friendly or hostile, that were focused on her. She bowed, exchanged pleasantries, and then placed her hand in the man’s palm. “Thank you, Sixth Uncle.”

“No problem.”

In the next moment, the music soared, and the two of them moved closely together, sliding onto the dance floor.

“Young lady, you look quite radiant. It seems you’ve been enjoying yourself recently.” The man placed his hand on her waist, drew closer, and spoke in a soft, teasing tone.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” She curled her lips, her gaze no longer as demure as before. In an instant, she became willful and untamed.

She was not just a little wildcat with sharp claws; she was a spirited and unrestrained wild horse.

“Woman, what should you call me, huh?” His voice had a playful lilt, like a trembling string on a musical instrument.

“Sixth Uncle.”

The man’s eyes darkened slightly. “That’s not right!”

“In that case… Uncle?” Shen Wan blinked at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“It seems you’ve forgotten that night.”

“What night?” She pretended to be clueless.

“Why, it hasn’t been that long but you’re already in denial?” His grip tightened slightly.

Shen Wan couldn’t help but bump into him as she spoke, but her dance steps remained in rhythm. “Did we know each other before?”

“It seems you need a refresher.” With that, he lifted her into the air, tossing her lightly, and then balanced her on his shoulder with acrobatic grace.

Instantly, cheers erupted.

“Sixth Lord’s strength is truly extraordinary.”

“I bet he must have six… no, eight-pack abs!”

“Oh my goodness! He’s so handsome.”

This move, this lift, looked truly beautiful from a distance. The man in his dignified suit and the woman in her elegant white dress created an atmosphere of simmering ambiguity that seemed to heat up the air.

But only Shen Wan knew how uncomfortable she felt right now! The man’s firm muscles pressed against her uncomfortably, making her bones ache. Her stomach churned, and due to the difficulty in breathing, her cheeks quickly flushed.

She gritted her teeth. “What do you think you’re doing? Put me down!”

“Do you remember now? Or should I help you refresh your memory?”