Chapter 79: White Moonlight of Stand-in (04)

The guests were quiet, and then there was a slight agitation.
"We welcome Zihua, why did he come? If it weren't for him, would Zihua be forced to go abroad?"
"You keep your voice down, Xi Heng is not annoying, let alone with the Xia family..."
"Then he finds Nie Lingbo for a relationship? It's not like his usual style of catching up like this-wait, is that rumor true?"
...
Many people are exchanging glances, either in surprise or in a daze, but they don't know it. Looking at everyone like this, you can guess that this is a bit interesting.
Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers walked away pretending to be acquainted, but secretly paying attention.
All the restlessness and undercurrents seemed to reach Nie Lingbo's side.
She sat there in a peaceful and relaxed posture.
Seeing the man standing upright in front of her, her gaze stayed on the incoming person for a moment.
Xi Heng clenched the wine glass subconsciously.
Immediately, he saw Nie Lingbo turn his eyes and said to Xi Zihua:
"Your guest?"
Xi Heng shook his figure and almost crushed the wine glass.
Nie Lingbo looked at his eyes, and looked at strangers the same.
Xi Zihua glanced at Xi Heng, smiled lightly and said:
"He is Xi Heng, my father's son."
The answer was interesting. Many guests who were listening with their ears were amused. When they went to see Xi Heng again, they seemed uncomfortable.
Xi Heng was indeed uncomfortable, and he secretly hated Xi Heng for not giving himself face.
He could not deny it anywhere, and couldn't pull his face down to post it upside down, so he had to stand there, still looking at Nie Lingbo, as if it was not enough.
Nie Lingbo's alienated attitude was like ice water splashing down on Xi Heng's head, but he still expected what Nie Lingbo could say to himself, it was a greeting or a kind words.
He doesn’t want much, as long as Nie Lingbo talks to himself, the others can be handed over to the future
Xi Heng waited eagerly, but Nie Lingbo just nodded when he heard what Xi Zihua said.
No curiosity, no greetings, no politeness, no... look at him again.
The masquerade party officially began.
The most popular one is naturally Xi Zihua, who walks among friends to greet the past, or is dragged onto the dance floor to dance.
Nie Lingbo sat on the sofa deck around the banquet hall, with a glass of white wine in his hand, and never finished dancing.
Not many dared to invite her, even a few, but she was physically tired and refused.
Xi Zihua walked around and asked Nie Lingbo:
"Shall I have someone take you home first?"
Nie Lingbo has never liked attending useless social interactions, but Xi Zihua is still surprised that he is willing to come with her today.
But when Nie Lingbo came, it didn't seem like she wanted to relax, let alone discuss business with others, Xi Zihua was really puzzled.
"Sitting here and not moving, haven't you seen the person you want to see?" she guessed.
Nie Lingbo shook his head halfway and paused.
She wore a black mask on her face, pressing on the bridge of her pretty nose, like a mask made of fine black spar, shimmering with stars, wrapped in a pair of intoxicating eyes.
At this moment, there was a little light in the eyes, it seemed hesitated, and it became more and more moving.
Xi Zihua looked in his eyes, clutching his chest and fell on the sofa seat: "The beauty kills me."
Nie Lingbo was unmoved.
She also didn't know why she worked overtime to end the project, bought the most recent ticket, and came back to this irrelevant banquet.
What is she waiting for? She didn't know it herself.
Nie Lingbo took a sip of wine and said:
"No, the driver of the Nie family will come to pick me up."
"Okay." Xi Zihua shrugged and continued to entertain herself.
Xia Lei was worried about the waiter. When she found it out in person, she ran into the waiter taking Song Pianqi into it.
"Huh!"
Xia Lei took a bite of Liangpi immediately.
This woman Song Pianzhen was wearing an ankle-length pure white dress. She was as fresh and pure as the sister next door. She could arouse the protective desire of men and even the same at a glance. She even—
"You still draw your own naked makeup!" Xia Lei quickly and carefully looked at Song Pianju's face, "You did it on purpose? You must do it on purpose."
Xia Lei's face was full of alertness to Chu Chu's poor white lotus, Song Pianyu smiled:
"I'm here to find Xi Heng."
Of course, she was indeed prepared for Xi Heng.
Only then did Xia Lei remember what was going on, and said quickly: "No, it's not appropriate today."
"Originally I could let you in, but today someone who I didn't expect came here, and it's not appropriate for you to show up. I didn't fool you, and it's okay for me to fool you—"
When Xia Lei said this, seeing the Qingli Gardenia in front of her slightly frowned, she involuntarily changed her mouth:
"Why would I deliberately fool you, this lady won't do such a thing."
Xia Lei looked regretful when she just finished talking, what was she doing all this? Love your fiance's girlfriend? Is she a little cat sick?
Song Pianzhen said, "Is there really no way? You know, today is different for me, I need to see Xi Heng."
She paused: "If he really does what you said, leaving me here with you, at least it will make me give up."
Xia Lei tutted and thought for a while and said: "In this way, you wait at the door, I will call you Xi Heng out, you can take a look and leave."
"it is good."
Xia Lei took Song Pianjue to the door of the banquet hall. Xia Lei thought her face was too beautiful, and she stood at the door to be particularly eye-catching, and handed Song Pianju a white mask.
As soon as Song Pianyu put it on, the remaining half of her face looked more like Nie Lingbo.
"..."
Fuck, it looks so good.
Xia Lei looked like a face dog, glanced, then glanced again, only then realized that Song Pianzhen was looking at herself with a serious look.
"What?" Xia Lei touched her face.
Song Pianzhen shook her head: "Nothing."
She looked at Xia Lei, wondering if Xia Lei would be Qinglu.
Although Xia Lei's character-Qing Lu's character was acquired, it is not impossible to be developed into a eldest lady.
But after Song Pianzhen took a closer look, her instinct still told her that it should not be.
As for the big person Xia Lei was talking about, Song Pianzhen guessed that it was Nie Lingbo, another important observation target she came here this time.
Xia Lei wouldn't let her in, which made it difficult.
Song Pian twisted her eyebrows and thought, and was noticed by many people. Instead of avoiding it, she kept a fresh and weak posture, standing in place.
Soon, Xi Heng's figure appeared at the door.
However, Xia Lei was grabbed by an acquaintance to speak, and could not come out together.
Song Pianxuan glanced at the guests who were following the movement, and took a step forward:
"Xi Heng."
Xi Heng stepped forward, blocking the prying eyes of others with his body:
"What are you doing?"
He frowned. At this time, the white moonlight that he had been looking forward to for seven years was across a wall. He looked at Song Pianju and wanted her to disappear from here quickly, for fear that some rumors would reach Nie Lingbo's ears.
"This is not where you should be, you go back quickly."
After he finished speaking, seeing Song Pianzhen's body trembled, like Gardenia magnolia dew in the wind, people's hearts trembled.
"You asked me to meet today. I waited for a long time, but I didn't even wait for you."
"This year is the anniversary of the first anniversary of our relationship." Song Pianzhen said every word, her voice soft but firm, and people around could hear her clearly.
"is not it?"
Xi Heng was silent, and then said indifferently:
"Yes."
It's also a coincidence that Nie Lingbo returned after dating Song Pianju for exactly one year. This is probably a fate. This thought crossed Xi Heng's mind, and he looked at the girl in front of him with indifference and pity.
Song Pianzhen is very good, but he loves Nie Lingbo.
Just now, the self-esteem that was shattered by Nie Lingbo's blow, returned to Xi Heng at this time, Xi Heng adjusted his tie, and said lightly:
"I asked you to meet, but I wanted to tell you that our relationship should be—"
"You don't need to say it." Song Pianzhen interrupted Xi Heng.
There was a shallow sense of water in her eyes, and the beauty was tearful, becoming more and more charming.
There seemed to be a man in the crowd who couldn't stand it, wanted to come forward and was held back by his companion.
Song Pianzhen played this role with the help of emotions, but in fact, he moved very steadily.
She first declared herself as Xi Heng's girlfriend in front of the crowd to avoid being passed on as a lover in the future.
At this time, she was like a wounded little girl who knew nothing about the world, angrily stepped forward, forcing Xi Heng to retreat.
"Break up, it's not your turn to say it." Song Pian opened her eyes with tears, and the tear did not fall, like a clear wave in her eyes.
She took out a black card from her handbag, sandwiched it between her two slender fingers, and shook it in front of Xi Heng so that Xi Heng and the others could see it clearly.
"My boyfriend is not thinking about me, how could I not notice it." Song Pianzhen seemed to laugh at herself, "Actually, I came to see you today, not for the first anniversary, but to break up with you, so that I can get together and relax."
"Unexpectedly, you wouldn't even give the last bit of dignity to this relationship. Ningzhou Garden can't wait for you. I will come to Jiisei to tell you personally that we are over."
The dance music in the banquet hall sounded on its own, and no one else spoke.
Xi Heng breathed.
Song Pianzhen held the black card and used the corners of the card to touch Xi Heng's chest and the position of his heart.
Looking at Xi Heng with those simple, impure-free eyes, he seemed to see his despicable interior:
"Your money, I didn't spend a cent, and I will return it to you today."
She raised her chin and her eyes opened wide, as if she was afraid of tears accidentally falling:
"We are both clear, and we will be strangers in the future."
Song Pianzhen slammed the card on Xi Heng severely, turned to leave, the white skirt raised a pure arc.
She was held back.
Song Pianzhen turned her head and looked at Xi Heng who was holding her arm:
"let me go."
There was a commotion around.
"Xi Shao can't let go after breaking up? It's not atmospheric."
"Tsk tsk, the little girls are so pitiful, you can let the family go."
The little son of the Xu family even walked up to Song Pianzhen, eager to try:
"Am I lucky enough to take you home?"
Xi Heng couldn't help letting go. Indeed, he shouldn't keep Song Pianzheng. He was about to break up with Song Pianzheng, and asked her to leave simply, and he would not be afraid of Nie Lingbo's question in the future.
But watching Song Pianxu turn around and leave, he did so subconsciously, especially the little son of the Xu family who stood up to strike up a conversation, which made him feel unhappy.
"She doesn't need you to send it." Xi Heng said solemnly.
The Xu family is no worse than the Xi family, and the little son is not stingy:
"Why, Xi Shao even takes care of his ex-girlfriend?"
"you!"
Xi Heng refused to let Song Pianzhen go, and there was a quarrel between the two.
The onlookers were amazed. Xi Heng had just made it clear that he wanted to clear up the relationship with the other girl. At this time, he was dumped first, like a dog skin plaster, and he was reluctant to let go.
Others looked at Xia Lei. The other women of this fiancé were making trouble on their faces, and they were making trouble for everyone to see. Xia Lei's brain was bright and green.
Xia Lei didn't expect it to be such a big trouble, but I have to say that apart from the novel experience of turning green into fluorescent green, it is really cool to see Song Pianzhen scumbag.
"Men are awkward." A whisper came into Xia Lei's ears.
Ok? Who speaks his heart?
Xia Lei turned to look and found that Xi Zihua was standing next to her.
She looked at it again, and it turned out that most of the party people had gathered around to watch the excitement
Xia Lei's gaze stopped at the back of the crowd, an inconspicuous dark place.
Damn it? Why is that guy here too!
Song Pianzhen used the skill of talking to Xi Heng and quickly looked at the people who could see it.
The women's appearance is outstanding, and the gazes that look at them are not unusual, and none of them makes her feel very different.
It may require further contact to be recognized, or Qing Lu is not here.
In short, she can't continue in her current state.
Song Pianzhen came to a preliminary conclusion that after achieving his goal, he would leave.
She first declined Young Master Xu’s kindness, and then went to fight Xi Heng, but the more Xi Heng resisted him, the more she became more vigorous, and finally said directly:
"I'll have someone take you back."
Song Pianzhen really never thought that Xi Heng could be so shameless. He wanted to break up just as he should. Wouldn't it be reconciled to be broken up?
But Song Pianzhen came here today, including this dress, to completely sever relations with him.
It's a pity that this status is too bad, Xi Heng really wants to use it strong, she can't help it.
Song Pianzhen was clenched by his wrist and quickly pondered how to deal with it. In the crowd, Xi Zihua couldn't stand it anymore and determined to stand up and stop the farce.
As soon as she moved, another tall figure passed by her, and the crowd came out.
Nie Lingbo stepped forward and only glanced at Song Pianzhen's clenched wrist. Xi Heng suddenly let go of his hand as if being burned.
"Miss Nie, I am not—"
"It's so rude to a girl like this."
Nie Lingbo just sighed if he hadn't heard of it.
She looked at Song Pianxu's wrist that was hanging down on her side, her gaze slipped, and she fell on her pure white skirt, her slender waist, which undulates along her chest, inch by inch.
From the collarbone, to the swan neck, until it fell on Song Pianju's face.
Under the white mask, there are a pair of clear and teary eyes, white cheeks, and lips with light pink lip gloss.
The pale brown eyes blinked gently.
A drop of tears that fell towards Xi Heng flowed from under the mask and hung on his cheeks.
She is like a flower with dew.
Nie Lingbo stretched out his hand, pressed it under the young girl's jaw, and wiped away the tear with the thumb of his thumb.
"Don't cry."