Chapter 4 Dance
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"Then from now on, you are my star."
Clara took a sip of coffee. "Are you going up to have fun later?"
"Is this the first activity you arranged for me?" Hearing that, Tiffany asked seductively.
"Looks like you really don't care about Pedro."
What was there to care about? He hadn't seen her in the past three years of tolerance and effort.
Tiffany had been a stupid wife for so long, and it was time for her to wake up and live for herself.
She didn't believe that if she had another boyfriend, it would be the same ending. There would be someone who would come for her.
The last trace of worry Clara had for Tiffany also dissipated. She had been afraid that Tiffany was forcing herself to do so. Fortunately, Tiffany had really let it go.
"Let's go. Those handsome men will show us their abs."
The two took a taxi to K&Q Bar. Clara often had fun in the bar all year round. All the bars in Los Angeles had legends left behind by her. Clara was known as the queen of the nightclub.
Tiffany was wearing a long dress with red flowers on it. Her hair was half tied up, and she looked lazy and gorgeous.
Walking to the bar, Clara asked for two cocktails. Before the cocktails were served, a man in a floral shirt walked to Tiffany and wanted to add her on Line.
Tiffany glanced sideways at him. It was a man with stubble. She did not say anything. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she shook her finger. The man returned in a defeated mood.
Clara leaned close to Tiffany's ear and joked, "Not bad. We have just arrived here, and a man comes to hook up with you. Your charm is not less than before."
"Unfortunately, that man looks normal."
When Clara heard this, she pointed to a seat not far away. There were four or five men drinking there. She said, "Those men look nice. If you can make the man in a black shirt in the middle interested in you, you are really amazing."
"Who is he?"
"A gentleman who does not have a good relationship with Pedro."
"It sounds interesting. I accept the challenge." Tiffany took off the bobby pin and threw it into her arms, looking at the stage with interest.
Clara had not seen such an excited Tiffany for a long time. She was moved. "It's been many years. Do you know how to dance now?"
"Look down on me? I am the strongest Dance Queen."
Her high heels were like her weapon in the war. Tiffany confidently walked to the stage and discussed with the DJ about changing to a new song. Under the eyes of everyone, she stepped onto the stage.
"f**k! This woman is serious!"
There was once a dance team that stood out among a group of foreign dancers and won the group championship. As the captain, Tiffany even won the champion of SDK Hip Hop Dance Competition three times. As a top European competition, this award was extremely valuable
But as Tiffany married, the dance team gradually dissolved and people gradually forgot it.
People saw a woman standing on the dance stage, and it was a beautiful woman. Everyone's attention was naturally attracted to Tiffany. There was even someone who asked, "Madam, are you going up to choose a husband?" The crowd burst into laughter.
"You guys are lucky tonight."
Tiffany glanced at the DJ. The DJ received the signal and changed to another song. This song was fast and rhythmic, but it also had a hint of Tiffany's sexy character.
In the midst of the music, Tiffany took off her high heels and casually threw them to the side. Her smooth and slender legs were faintly discernible in the long dress. She danced on the stage like a demon that could take one's soul away.
All of a sudden, the people on the dance floor were excited and the atmosphere was completely ignited under Tiffany's dance.
"She was born for the stage!"
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