This time, the doubts in Ran Xiangsi’s heart grew even stronger...
Who in the world is this person?
Feeling a rush of panic, she naturally lost her keenest sense of reason and observation.
So she didn’t notice that this person had a radiant sapphire on his left earlobe.
After saying these words, Fu Jingxuan didn’t linger any longer and turned to disappear into the crowd.
Initially, he intended to spend more time with Xiangsi at the dance, but upon seeing her, he couldn’t help but share his little secret.
He was also afraid she might get hurt, hence the warning.
But... having spoken, what if she recognized him as Fu Jingxuan later? Wouldn’t all his efforts have been in vain?
Thus, he had to leave quickly.
Coming back to her senses, Ran Xiangsi wanted to chase after him but found that the dance floor was too crowded. In the blink of an eye, the man in the black knight mask had disappeared completely.
Several attempts to find him were in vain.
Turning around, Ran Xiangsi decided to give up. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NovᴇlFir(e).nᴇt
Since I’m here, I might as well enjoy it.
No matter who he is or why he wants to investigate her identity, it’s unlikely that this can be figured out in such a short time.
So there’s no rush to solve it now.
When it’s time to meet again, they will meet.
However, just as Ran Xiangsi turned around, she suddenly bumped into someone.
Feeling the pain, she immediately rubbed her forehead and apologized instinctively.
Without looking up, she planned to turn away.
She still needed to find God Xing...
"Miss, are you in such a hurry because you’re looking for someone?"
The clear, melodious voice from behind leisurely floated to her ears in the noisy dance, so pleasing like a gurgling clear spring in a mountain stream, soothing to the heart.
Ran Xiangsi’s body paused; she turned her head to see a man dressed in a snow-white shirt come into view.
He stood tall and graceful, ethereal like mist.
His jet-black, straight hair was meticulously groomed.
A dazzling diamond mask covered his brows, but through the mask, a pair of long and sharp black eyes were visible.
Those eyes... seemed to look straight into Ran Xiangsi’s heart, unobstructed!
In the moment when their gazes met, Ran Xiangsi’s heart almost skipped a beat!
Thump... thump... Her heartbeat seemed to speed up!
Below were his thin, slightly pursed lips and sharply defined features.
His tall and lean figure, neither rugged nor slim, was just right.
Like a handsome prince carved from the supreme totem of the Imperial Family, exuding noble bearing...
Just a glance, and he was like a startled swan.
Ran Xiangsi was stunned for a moment. Could it be... him?
Apart from the devilishly handsome Xing Chen, who else could have such an unworldly, almost celestial aura?
Countless thoughts swirled in her mind, and Ran Xiangsi really wanted to ask him. But she also wondered if he could recognize her.
So she held onto this little excitement, pretending not to notice anything unusual, and began talking to him.
"Yes, my friend has been here for a while, but I haven’t found her yet."
Ran Xiangsi’s rosy lips curved slightly, and she smiled sweetly.
Her beauty was indeed too lethal for Xing Chen.
A small spark seemed to light up in his dark eyes.
His throat felt a bit dry, and he unconsciously took a step closer to her, "In that case, how about we dance while we wait for her?"