Chapter 6: Can You Afford to Pay a Million? 3

Yet her eyes remained just as bright and defiant, and her mouth was as nimble as ever.

He chuckled lightly, "Miss, what should I call you?"

"Mo Ran."

"Very well, Miss Mo Ran, since you want to stand up for your sister, why don't you give us all a performance."

To their surprise, he agreed so easily. Both Mo Yan and Mo Ran were somewhat astonished.

"Ranran, that's wonderful." Mo Yan laughed as she pulled her along, her lips couldn't help but curl up gently.

"However, it has to be something spicy. If you don't dance well, we won't accept it," Gu Yixuan added another condition. The other men voiced their agreement.

Mo Ran lowered her gaze to think for a moment and decided to perform a sexy and hot chair dance.

There was a chair readily available in the private room. She picked it up and placed it in the spacious center, then cued a DJ track.

As the music started, she stood behind the chair, left hand resting on the backrest, swaying her slim waist to the music. Her straight, flowing hair cascaded with her movements, and she was as boneless and supple as a serpent. From the very beginning, her sensual and enticing dance moves captured everyone's attention.

Different from her earlier defiance, her dancing self was intensely concentrated and gentle, as if dance was her life, her all. In the world of dance, she was the sole existence, with everything else vanishing.

The open beige trench coat added a touch of rugged charm. Under everyone's scorching gaze, she slowly removed the coat with a smooth movement, revealing a tight and seductive black camisole underneath, immediately drawing a round of cheers.

Her right leg extended from behind to step on the chair, her tight and curvy behind drawing an arc. Her slightly tilted body showcased her full breasts, half-resisting yet inviting, provocative, and enchanting...

She withdrew her foot from the chair, keeping time with the beat as she elegantly moved her steps, gliding towards the front of the chair. Sitting down, she spread her legs, her long arms moving fluidly over her chest, thighs, and in the air like a water serpent.

Someone got excited and let out a loud whistle.

Gu Yixuan lay back lazily on the leather sofa, one hand over his mouth, his deep and dark eyes flickering, indecipherable in emotion.

Mo Ran concluded her dance with a beautiful finale, ending a brief few minutes of sizzling performance.

Her gaze settled on Gu Yixuan, her pretty cheeks flushed with an enticing red, her bright and black eyes expectantly looking at him, waiting for his reaction...