He Had His Reasons

Wright rested one hand lightly on Mu Chen’s waist. Whenever they danced, Mu Chen always took the woman’s part.

Facing Mu Chen’s question, he explained with complete seriousness, “You’ll have plenty of chances to choose suitable dance partners in the future. This time really was too rushed. I didn’t think it through.”

Their steps crossed as they talked.

The orchestra was playing a lively waltz. The next moment, the melody shifted abruptly, and their steps drew them closer with the music, until their noses nearly touched.

Mu Chen gazed into those amber eyes so close to his and curved his lips. “That’s not what I meant. Actually, rather than finding another partner, I still prefer dancing with you, Big Brother.”

“...After all, I’m not used to dancing with strangers.”

Wright gave a noncommittal “Mm.” Thinking of Vincent North’s repulsive gaze just now, he wouldn’t mind Mu Chen dancing with him for the entire evening.

“But...” Mu Chen suddenly changed tack. “As the Crown Prince, shouldn’t you also think about yourself, Big Brother? The Emperor always seems to be in such a hurry.”

Wright’s body stiffened, and his steps visibly slowed. He couldn’t understand how Mu Chen had suddenly shifted to this topic. “You don’t need to worry about that.”

“Oh...” The smile remained on Mu Chen’s lips. “But I’m afraid that if you always spend time with me, Big Brother, you’ll miss a lot of chances.”...