Li Qingshen also seemed slightly unstable in his breathing, staring into Ling Momo’s eyes, which radiated a scorching brilliance.
Lu Niange couldn’t help but turn his head. The girl stood in front of that beautifully surreal man, her lips slightly parted, curving upwards in a faint smile. Her eyes sparkled bright; due to the intense dance movements, a layer of watery sheen spread across them. From Lu Niange’s angle, it looked like the glow of happiness.
Such a scene was glaringly beautiful.
It was so piercing that it hurt Lu Niange’s eyes significantly, and he couldn’t help but turn his face away.
Then, the lights in the "Imperial Palace" suddenly became bright and dazzling, clearly revealing the expressions on everyone’s face.
Lu Niange didn’t dare to imagine what expression he wore at that moment.
Suddenly, he felt extremely claustrophobic in the room, so stifled that he struggled to breathe, and he instantly stood up.
Jian Chenxi clutched his hand, asking anxiously, "Niange, what’s wrong?"
"Nothing, I’m just going to the restroom," Lu Niange said, then walked towards the restroom without looking back.
His silhouette appeared still as gentle as jade, resembling the proud and handsome sunny youth of the past. But heaven knew how tumultuous and staggering the journey of his heart had been.
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Ling Momo and Li Qingshen walked down from the dance floor and were immediately dispersed by people coming up to toast and greet them.
Ling Momo walked back to a corner, and the first thing she did was to take out her cell phone from her bag, only to find no reply from Enson. She couldn’t help feeling slightly disappointed and sat there sullenly, biting on her straw, drinking her drink. Surrounded by the din of voices in the distance, she fiddled with her phone incessantly. She wanted to send another WeChat message to Enson several times but didn’t know what to say, and eventually, she just grabbed her phone, intent on visiting the small garden behind the "Imperial Palace" for some fresh air.
In the quiet, deserted garden, Ling Momo sat leisurely swinging on the swing.
She lifted her head to look at the scattered stars in the sky, but her heart was constantly attentive to her mobile phone, utterly oblivious to a figure slowly approaching her from the distance.
Ling Momo once again looked down at her phone, and when she did, she saw a pair of leather shoes in front of her. She frowned and followed the shoes upward with her gaze until she saw a familiar face.
A chill flashed across the depths of Ling Momo’s eyes, and her expression became instantly detached without saying a word.
Lu Niange looked at Ling Momo’s indifferent face, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke, calling out her name, "Momo."
Ling Momo slightly narrowed her eyes. Momo? Find the newest release on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
Wasn’t it always "Miss Ling" before?
A cold smirk couldn’t help but appear on the corner of Ling Momo’s lips. She didn’t even glance at Lu Niange and replied, "Mr. Lu."
Lu Niange gazed at the face so close to him. In the past, he hadn’t felt much, but now that his memories had returned, he found the face so familiar that it shook his very soul. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Are you doing well?"
[Tencent has updated, and Chapters that are sent out cannot be modified. I just accidentally clicked twice to publish, and a Chapter was duplicated. Next week, I will have the editor delete one!]