Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu-Chapter 378 Shui’s Birthday Banquet Arc (8)

Shui blinked. "Dance?"

"Yes!" Zhenya chirped. "Yijun and I came up with this idea together. Let's shake things up with some chits, hohoho~ Do you have any special someone in your heart you want to dance with?" She winked.

Shui stared at her, an awkward smile forming on her lips. "Not really."

"Come on. There must be someone at the party, right? Did anybody catch your eye here?"

The one I am looking for is already not here, Zhenya…

Zhenya sighed. "Okay. But!" Her eyes glittered once again. "That's why I am here to come for your rescue, sis."

Shui chuckled. "Rescue? How?"

"Hehe…You will find that out soon!"

On that note, her twin, Yijun brought a big glass bowl with colorful chits present inside. "*Ahem!*"

Everybody's attention snapped over to Yijun, who was ready to make some kind of an announcement.

"Now that everybody has filled their tummies with yummy cake, it's time to have some fun at this party!"

"Yoooooo!!!" Everybody cheered.

Yijun cleared his throat. "Sooooo, I have brought this bowl here. As you can see, there are many chits inside. Every chit has a number written on it. The pink ones have some numbers and the blue ones have the matching numbers as well. You pick one chit and you have to dance with the partner whose number written on your paper matches the other one! Cool, isn't it?"

Liu Hai objected. "Heyyyy! Why should I see my wife dance with another male partner? She already has her super handsome husband here!"

Liu Chunhua glared at him. "It's just a game, Hai. What are you getting so anxious for?"

Zhenya added. "Come on, Grandpa! It will be fuuuuun~ You always dance with your partner in all banquets anyway. That's exactly why we thought of this game. It is fun to try something different~" she giggled.

Jian sneered. "Heh. Grandpa is just afraid that Grandma will meet another hot, handsome and more importantly, sane man who she might fall in love with. Then poor Grandpa will be abandoned."

"Because it's very obvious that Grandma would rather choose that man instead of her own husband," Nian smirked.

Everybody burst into laughter.

"Shut up, you brats! As if you can see your girlfriend and your girlfriend-to-be dancing with other men!" 𝒇𝗿𝙚ℯ𝑤ℯ𝑏𝒏𝑜ѵe𝙡.c𝐨ｍ

"..."

Jian and Nian thought about that scenario and knew it would cause a bloodbath at the banquet.

Leina and Xing Bi, who were dragged in unnecessarily - "..."

"I revolt against this game!" The twins shouted in unison, making Nuo and Nana facepalm.

Jinhai declared. "I won't dance with anybody else but Nana."

Nana - "..."

Zhenya rolled her eyes. "It's just one dance. Things will be so exciting and fun to leave the fate of your partner at the hands of some chits. Keep your jealousy at bay, all you doting husbands!"

The mouths of the men twitched. The women had no problem with this game. And since most of the men were wife slaves, they were at their mercy.

Yijun shrugged. "And it will be some super great luck if your number actually managed to get matched with your husband/boyfriend. This is a battle of fates too!"

Jun sneered, observing Ai's excitement to play the game. "Why are you so excited?"

"I am always excited to play games," Ai seriously answered.

"Why do I feel that you might be enjoying my misery more than enjoying the game?"

"How could you say that? I will also be watching you dance with another woman right? It will be so hard for my heart."

"Yeah I don't see that tragedy on your face though," Jun grimaced.

"You just lack imagination."

"..."

After the feeble resistance that the men put forth which was already discarded and mercilessly thrown away, the game finally started. Everybody came one by one and picked their number chits. Women were supposed to pick pink chits and men the blue ones.

Soo Yijun took the mic once again. "Okay, so everybody got their chits?"

"Yesss!"

"Cool! Now open your chits and find your partners. And remember, no cheating okay? No exchanging of chits or threatening to exchange the chits. This is applicable especially for some super doting and possessive husbands."

The guilty men who had exactly thought of doing that - "..."

One by one, everybody started to search for their dance partners by referring to the number on their chits. There was pandemonium and chaos ensued for several long moments.

"41! Who is number 41?"

"9? Number 9 anywhere?"

"Here! I am 17!"

Ai looked at her chit with the number 25 written on it. She looked for anybody who would call out number 25, but strangely enough, she didn't hear anyone. She wondered if she should call out, but she didn't like to shout or scream, especially when there were so many people.

"25?"

Ai asked, though her voice was hardly audible. She raised her hands in defeat.

I won't be able to shout like the others…

"25?" She heard a voice from behind her.

Ai felt relieved as she turned. "Yes."

But she was taken aback by the person. "Yating."

—

Jun stared at his own chit, and his expression turned ugly. He didn't want to dance with a random woman even if it was just once.

Maybe I should just scare her off with my gaze alone, heh.

"37!"

His brow twitched at his number being called but when he saw Xing Bi coming towards him, he slightly widened his eyes. "You are 37?"

"Yes!" Xing Bi beamed. "Haha, I am so glad it's somebody I know," she chirped.

Jun thought about Nian and his endlessly crying. "Bro will be so mad."

She harrumphed. "Let him be. Come on. Let's go!"

—

Shui's chit had the number 50 written on it. Zhiyuan chimed in as he peeked at her chit. "Do you want me to find number 50 for you?"

"So that you dispose of him?"

"...Of course not. As a good father, I just don't want to see my daughter work too hard."

Her brow twitched. "No, thanks. I am not so fragile."

Then she heard a commotion at a distance coming from Zhenya. "Hey, hey where are you going? You are number 50! Where are you taking off?"

Shui craned her neck, hearing the number 50 and she froze.

The man Zhenya was arguing with was none other than Jin, who held a blue chit in his hand with the number 50 on it.