Nalant and Natasha moved together in perfect harmony during their dance, complementing each other beautifully. Though they did not become the center of attention, they still drew quite a few gazes from the surrounding nobles.
Especially the young noble heirs—when they saw Natasha's peerless beauty and fiery, graceful figure, they were practically drooling.
Unfortunately, anyone who was not blind could tell that the two were deeply in love. As they danced, Natasha's tender gaze never left Nalant for even a moment.
Thus, in the end, those young nobles could only cast resentful looks at Nalant, jealous that some pig from who knew where had rooted up such a fine cabbage.
Of course, although they felt that Natasha was already spoken for, quite a few dissolute young masters still wanted to swing their hoes. They began asking around about the identity of this stunning woman, hoping to pry away Nalant's corner.
As for the result, naturally, they all returned empty-handed. Other than Kadi of the Doli Family, probably no one present knew Natasha's identity.
As for Kadi, no one knew where he had gone. In any case, Nalant had not seen him since entering the manor.
"Nalant, shall we dance another?" When the musicians at the edge of the floor finished a piece, Natasha was still not satisfied and continued pulling Nalant, ready for another dance.
"My lady, we've already danced three songs in a row. If we keep going, I'm afraid those young noblemen around us will swallow me alive. Your charm is simply too great!" Nalant immediately teased.
"Nalant, you're terrible!" Natasha's lovely face instantly reddened, because quite a few young masters nearby really were constantly glancing their way.
Of course, Natasha knew Nalant was teasing her. As she smiled and scolded him, her expression was at once shy