Young Master Lu held a document in his hand while he put the other hand in his pocket. His face was sculpted and handsome. He looked down and watched Ning Qing.
He did not have the guts to covet Young Master Lu's woman.
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Ning Qing was sweating from dancing. She liked to dance since she was young, especially ballet. When she was fourteen, she could do a pirouette for ten minutes without a break.
She once heard the legend of Zhao Feiyan dancing on crystal palm dishes and she gave it a try. She had a pair of delicate feet to work with. With her background in dance, she could spin at ease on the crystal palm dishes.
She never thought she would put the performance to use one day. Actually, Zhao Feiyan's dance was just a legend. No one had ever really seen it, so Ning Qing merged ballet with traditional dance in a way that created a unique effect.
