On Fei's anniversary, many celebrities came to express their congratulations. Especially the presence of celebrities made this star-studded night even more dazzling and colorful.
In the most luxurious six-star hotel in the city, the masquerade party started on time.
Accompanied by Song Wen, Fei Sijue smiled and exchanged greetings with the guests present, but his eyes occasionally glanced towards the door.
His outfit tonight is the look of Jiulanshu from the comic book "Vampire Knight". He is wearing an elegant and handsome college uniform, slightly long hair, and matching his fair skin, he looks like a handsome Jiulanshu. With a handsome appearance,
A touch of indifference and sadness overflowed, making the women present fascinated and heartbroken.
Song Wen was wearing a black cloak and also had a vampire look. At this time, Jian Luo slowly walked over. She was wearing a gorgeous pink princess dress, her long hair was curled into enchanting curls, she was wearing a crown and exquisite makeup.
It looks beautiful and generous.
"President, the guests have almost arrived, and the opening dance will begin soon. Do you... need a dance partner?"
Ignoring her hint, Fei Sijue lowered his head to look at his watch and frowned.
At this moment, a low voice came from the door. He raised his head and his eyes lit up.
I saw a little woman standing there. She was wearing a long white dress without any decorations, her shoulders were slightly exposed, the skirt was lightly hanging, her long hair was soft and vertically scattered on both sides, her face was full of classical flavor, and she did not apply any makeup.
There was only a red tear mark painted on the corner of her eye. Unlike the other carefully dressed women in the audience, she stood there quietly, like a clear spring pouring into her heart, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
A smile slipped out of the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but walk over, took her hand, turned around, and with gentle steps, brought this elf who accidentally fell into the world into the field.
At this time, music started playing and he touched her waist, "Can you dance?" he asked.
After thinking for a moment, she nodded, "However, I don't dance well."
"It doesn't matter, follow me." He pulled her in and danced wantonly to the melody.
Everyone around was stunned. What a beautiful and harmonious picture. For a moment, no one walked off the dance floor for fear of destroying this wonderful painting.
His dance partner is Long Yunxin...
Jian Luo narrowed her eyes and dug her long nails into her palms, but she didn't even notice.
Being so close to him, it seemed like she had gone back to a year ago... no, it was four years ago... no, it was earlier, the day she fell in love with him.
Looking at her, he saw a lot in those eyes. There was no infatuation, no shyness, everything was so natural. There was deep love, deep care, and the anger of a little woman.
Her heart suddenly shook, and the hand on her waist pulled her closer to him, pressing her against her delicate body. The shocking feeling became more intense.
There is only one person in this world who can give him such a shock.
At this point, the song ends.
When the applause rang, he suddenly woke up, pulled her and left the stage without leaving a trace. When people poured into the dance floor one after another, he pulled Xia Lan out from the side door and walked along the hotel corridor to the deserted corner.
at.
Suddenly, he turned around, fixed her between his arm and the wall, stared into her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Xia Lan lowered her head, bit her lip, and said nothing.
Not allowing her to escape or pretend, he lifted her chin and forced her to look at him, "Tell me, who are you?"
There was a huge pain in her wrist, the pain spread wantonly, traveling along the nerves throughout her body, and the pain made her suffocate.
Looking at her pale face, he narrowed his cold and charming eyes and said, "Tell me!"
She shook her head, but her hands suddenly grabbed his arms, so tightly that her fingertips seemed to dig into his hard muscles.
Fei Sijue was shocked and pinched her small chin. Even though he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't suppress the bound emotions in his pupils. At this time, they were pounding violently like a beast.
"Are you...Xiaolan?"
When he asked this question, his breathing stopped and his heart stopped beating.
He knew that this idea was crazy and beyond the reach of normal people, but he still blurted it out irrationally.
Could this be her, the woman who could easily capture all of his attention with just her eyes?
Will it?
The wrist felt like fire, stimulating pain all over her body. Xia Lan gritted her teeth, knowing that this was Han Zixi's warning.
She was not afraid of the pain, but she was afraid that he would hurt Andy!
Slowly, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them again, looking directly at him, she shook her head, "I'm not."
After saying that, she put his arm away, turned around and walked back to the venue.
"no……"
Fei Sijue closed his eyes and leaned against the wall weakly. The bitterness on his lips touched the door of his heart.
He is really crazy.
The phone tied to Xia Lan's calf buzzed, and she hurriedly took it out and answered it weakly.
"Little sister, remember, you can't break the agreement! Within this month, you can only make him fall in love with you, a stranger! Not, Xia Lan!"
Opposite him, Han Zixi's voice was suppressed and trembling, as if he was afraid that the treasure he held in his hand would be gone.
Just one second missing.
"I remember." Xia Lan said coldly, "Don't forget your promise! Also, you are not allowed to touch my son!"
"Haha," he smiled, his smile full of sadness, and said quietly, "He is very beautiful, he looks like you..."
Xia Lan couldn't listen anymore. It would make her heartbroken beyond measure. She hung up the phone decisively, gritted her teeth and said, "Andy, baby, wait for me."
After returning, the two people stood far away from each other.
Xia Lan kept her head slightly lowered in thought, and no matter who came to chat with her, they all had dark faces. Fei Sijue, on the other hand, kept pouring wine on himself, and no matter who came to toast, he would not refuse.
"President, you are drunk." Jian Luo stayed by his side and said with concern, "President, I have booked a room upstairs. Please go up and have a rest."
Fei Sijue turned a deaf ear and kept pouring wine.
He handed the cup to his mouth, raised his head, and glanced at Xia Lan opposite him, and then raised his head. Repeatedly, his eyes were already hazy with drunkenness, and his body was swaying slightly.
Seeing this, Jian Luo glanced at Song Wen and whispered, "Help me help the president go upstairs to rest, so as not to cause trouble here."
Song Wen nodded, lifted Fei Sijue up, and quietly left through the side door.