The shirt draped loosely over her curvy figure, ending just at her thighs, emphasizing her long legs.
“Nothing underneath?” Livinus’s voice turned husky.
“There’s no one else here. Why bother?” she replied casually.
After all, the heated floors were installed for comfort.
“My woman… is incredibly sexy,” Livinus murmured as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, his hands resting on her slender waist.
Standing in front of the mirror together, Sophia’s hair was swept to one side, leaving her neck bare, while Livinus rested his chin on her opposite shoulder.
The reflection showed a tall, strong man exuding maturity and a commanding presence—something intangible yet magnetic. After seeing him, other men seemed dull in comparison.
Sophia, with her long legs slightly crossed and her toes barely touching the ground, exuded a lazy, seductive beauty. The loose shirt added to her allure, accentuating her casual elegance.
Smiling mischievously, she said, **“Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Livinus.”
Livinus’s gaze lingered on her in his oversized shirt. **“From now on, wear this in bed.”**
Noticing the intensity in his eyes, Sophia quickly pushed him away and changed the subject. “Alright, tell me—are you seriously not joking about the gala? Why is a CEO performing in a musical? Isn’t that over the top?”
Livinus glanced at her briefly and remained silent.
“What are the other executives performing?” she asked.
“One is dancing to the ‘Oldschool Style.’”
Sophia froze. She knew the executive he referred to—someone typically serious and formal. Even he’s going all out?*
“That’s unexpected. But asking you to dance to that would be unimaginable. What about the others?”
“Someone’s doing a comic skit, another is singing a duet from Phoenix Legend, and a few are performing comedy sketches,” Livinus replied, flipping through a book.
Sophia blinked. Compared to those performances, the musical seemed like the most dignified choice.
“Don’t worry. We’re only doing a brief segment of the musical—a simple opening dance. It’s nothing complicated,” he assured her.
Livinus turned on two spotlight lamps, creating a warm, theatrical glow. The atmosphere mimicked a stage, and as the music began, he guided Sophia through a few dance steps.
Just as he’d said, the moves were simple. All she needed to do was follow his lead, spinning gracefully and changing positions.
But something about being so close to him, feeling his steady heartbeat and strong presence, stirred an unfamiliar emotion within her.
Performing the opening dance with him at the Scott Corporation gala felt anything but ordinary. Wouldn’t this lead to rumors if they broke up later?
Then again, Sophia thought, Men’s minds are unfathomable. There’s no point in overthinking it.
—
Three days later, the Scott Corporation gala began as scheduled.
The company’s earnings had been impressive, especially since Livinus took over. Their ventures into health drinks, aromatherapy products, car air fresheners, and even e-commerce malls had generated significant profits. As a result, this year’s gala was the grandest in the company’s history.
They had hired top-tier celebrities and renowned performers, rented the city’s sports arena, and put on a show more extravagant than some concerts.
According to Livinus, the company was giving out millions in prizes and bonuses during the event, making it highly anticipated by employees.
Sophia sat in the dressing room, makeup perfectly done, waiting patiently.
“Mr. Livinus, someone is looking for you,” Felix said with a smile.
Livinus glanced at her reflection in the mirror and said softly, “I’ll step out for a moment. Wait for me here.”
Sophia nodded. After he left, she sighed.
Joanna chuckled, “What’s wrong? Feeling the pressure?”
Sophia couldn’t help but laugh. She never imagined that, as a traditional medicine student, she would end up performing a dance, and in front of so many employees.
“Do you think it’s strange that I’m just his girlfriend, yet I’m here dancing at your company event?” Sophia asked.
“What’s strange about it? Surprising people is our President’s usual style,” Joanna replied with a grin. “Besides, you’re so beautiful. The moment you step onto the stage, you’ll outshine everyone else. Afterward, people will talk about how it’s no wonder the president hasn’t been interested in anyone else—his girlfriend is too stunning. You’re usually so low-key that it’s about time you made a statement.”
Sophia raised an eyebrow, catching the underlying meaning. “Making a statement? Does that mean some of your female colleagues are interested in him?”
“That’s a common occurrence. Only someone like you, Dr. Sophia, can stay so confident about President’s golden bachelor status. Most people would have shown up long ago to assert their presence. Even today, you’re still covering your face. How could any of the women who fantasize about him be content to lose to a girlfriend who seems invisible?”
