Chapter 482 Miss Her?

"I'm not tired. When I get to my place, I'll call you." The thought that Lanxingxing would meet Juezhiyuan again overshadowed his exhaustion. Pei Gaoang's mind was filled with Lanxingxing's quiet sleeping face.

At this moment, he regretted returning to a city. They had a great time abroad, watching Fan Xixi become more and more cheerful. Just like a couple who occasionally quarreled and lost their temper, it was simple and peaceful. Time was as beautiful as a piece of paper, without worries. There were no family ties or grudges, but once they came back, they faced many complicated problems.

For example, what would happen to Fan Xixi when he met jue zhiyuan at the masquerade party tonight?

Would Fan Xixi lose his cool and tell him the truth?

Or was Fan Xixi's relationship with him completely broken?

Or, if Juezhiyuan recognized that Fan Xixi was not dead, Juezhiyuan would hold onto Fan Xixi and never let go?

No matter what, it meant that he was in danger of losing Fan Xixi!

"Pei Gaoang, what are you thinking? Your goal is revenge..." Thinking that he would lose Fan Xixi, Pei Gaoang shook his mind and wanted to wake himself up. Revenge was more important than love. He kept telling himself not to be emotional!

"Pei Gaoang, you can't make a mistake." Pei Gaoang kept reminding herself that she wanted to wake up.

Time passed quickly. Lanxingxing slept for an afternoon, and soon it was evening. When she woke up, she began to make up for the masquerade party tonight. After finishing her makeup, she left with Pei Gaoang for junjia hotel.

It took about half an hour to reach the destination.

In front of junjia hotel.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going at the door, and people from all walks of life came to the masquerade ball tonight. The venue was even more low-key and luxurious. Lanxingxing and Pei Gaoang walked slowly into the venue. There were already many people coming, including reporters who wanted to take pictures of Fan Xixi's appearance.

When Lanxingxing, wearing a light apricot Lolita dress, appeared at the entrance of the venue holding Pei Gaoang, a number of reporters rushed over to them and kept taking pictures.

Lanxingxing wore a fox mask from a masquerade ball. She seemed to be the only bright spot in the galaxy. She had a devilish figure, snow-white skin, long chestnut hair scattered around her waist, her curly eyelashes fluttered, and her delicate features were just right on her beautiful face. Because she was too beautiful to look away. It was thought that she was an exquisite ceramic doll. She was wearing a light apricot Lolita dress and was dragging the floor. She was wearing a silver-black silk lace dress that looked ethereal. The exquisite temperament was released from her without reservation, depriving the audience of their attention.

Lanxingxing's perfect face did not have much expression, but quietly held Pei Gaoang's hand for everyone to take pictures. The place where there were reporters was always particularly eye-catching. The moment Pei Gaoang appeared holding Lanxingxing's arm, it was a stark contrast to the quiet atmosphere around her. Almost everyone's eyes were on her and Pei Gaoang, and one of them was a deep and sharp gaze that locked her tightly. Every step she took, Lanxingxing could sense the sharpness of the gaze upon her.

When Pei Gaoang and Lanxingxing reached the center of the stage, Juezhiyuan, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, came up to them with a glass of champagne. Juezhiyuan stared at Lanxingxing closely and suddenly said, "Young master Pei, can you invite this lady beside you to dance?"

The moment she saw Juezhiyuan appear, Lanxingxing's heart could not help but jump. She could not tell whether she was nervous or her hatred was rolling in her heart.

Lanxingxing was stunned for a second and did not reply to Juezhiyuan.

When we met again, the feelings in our hearts were too complicated to describe.

"I'm sorry, young master Jue. She's not happy." Lanxingxing lost his composure, and Pei Gaoang hurriedly tried to avoid being detected by the abyss of jue.

"Oh, really? But she didn't seem to give me an answer. How did young master Pei know she wasn't happy?" Juezhiyuan's lips were curved, and his black jewel-like eyes were still fixed on Lanxingxing.

"She means what I mean. Can't young master Jue see that she's my partner tonight?" Pei Gaoang snorted coldly. In fact, there was still some internal conflict between Juezhiyuan and Fan Xixi.

Pei Gaoang and Juezhiyuan didn't give in to each other. There was a thick smell of gunpowder all around them. The atmosphere was so awkward that it froze. After a long silence, Lanxingxing finally interrupted Pei Gaoang and Juezhiyuan's conversation. "Young master Pei, I'll only dance for a while. I'll be back soon."

"That..." Hearing that Lanxingxing was going to dance with Juezhiyuan, Pei Gaoang was extremely nervous.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm. He didn't want her to be with Juezhiyuan.

"I'll just dance for a while. I'll have to face it sooner or later." Lanxingxing looked at Pei Gaoang's hand holding her arm, trying to convince Pei Gaoang.

She and Juezhiyuan will meet sooner or later, and they will not be able to escape this day.

"All right then." Pei Gaoang took a deep breath and slowly moved his big hand away.

Fan Xixi is right. She and Juezhiyuan will meet sooner or later!

"Wait for me here. I'll be back soon." After saying this to Pei Gaoang, Lanxingxing extended his hand to the abyss of jules.

Juezhiyuan held her hand and headed to the center of the dance floor. Behind her, Pei Gaoang clenched his palm into a fist and stared at Juezhiyuan and Lanxingxing.

"What's your name?" Juezhiyuan put his arms around Lanxingxing's waist, one hand holding her palm, and slowly danced the simplest social dance. Juezhiyuan remembered that he had taught Fan Xixi to dance, and was the only woman he had ever taught.

"My name is not important. It's just a synonym. Jue zhi will forget it even if he knows it." Lanxingxing chuckled. Juezhiyuan asked her what her name meant, and he would soon forget it.

"Oh, really?" Juezhiyuan's deep gaze fell into Lanxingxing's starry eyes, as if he wanted to see another woman's shadow through his eyes. "You remind me of a friend. You look like her."

"A friend? What kind of friend is young master Jue?" Lanxingxing's heart suddenly choked. Was Juezhiyuan talking about her, herself or someone else?

Lanxingxing suddenly felt a little uneasy and conflicted. She was afraid that jue zhiyuan would notice that she was Fan Xixi who was not dead. Similarly, she hoped jue zhiyuan would recognize her at a glance.

At this moment, Lanxingxing's mood was extremely complicated, and her feelings of love and hate were torturing her.

Juezhiyuan was silent for a while, then said slowly, "She's my girlfriend, and then she got into a car accident and left my world."

"Does young master Jue miss her?" Lanxingxing asked again. After that, he suddenly felt like he was doing something.