Chapter 30: The Mysterious Man (Already Repaired)

  The two stopped in their tracks and turned around with a puzzled look on their faces. "What's wrong?"

  The shop owner's slightly chubby face was filled with a benevolent smile, looking like a kind old man. He said in a thick accent, "I'm the owner of this store, and I can tell that you two have refined tastes, probably young masters or misses from a wealthy family. I just so happen to have received a new shipment of evening gowns, would you like to take a look?"

  Liu Qing's deep and profound eyes flashed with a hint of interest, he nodded. "Alright! Let me take a look then."

  The shop owner laughed and hurriedly called out to the assistant beside him. "Please wait for a moment! Xiao San, quickly go get the new clothes that just arrived."

  "Yes! Boss." The shop assistant immediately responded and rushed towards the backyard.

  Before long, he panted and held a large square box. "Boss, clothes."

  The shop owner nodded in satisfaction and instructed: "Good, put it on the table. You go attend to other customers, I'll take care of this."

  "Yes! Boss." Xiaosan busily went off to attend to other customers.

  The boss slowly opened the box, carefully took out the evening dress, and gently unfolded it with both hands. It was a silver floor-sweeping long gown, with a simple yet elegant design. The cuffs and hem were embroidered with white floral patterns, like ripples on a lake. "Please take a look! This evening dress is designed by the famous fashion master Aiguo Fu, its meaning is 'Silver River Love', symbolizing eternal love!"

  "Wow! That evening dress is so beautiful!"

  "It's really beautiful! I've never seen anything so good-looking!"

  "Yes! I really want it too!" The scene erupted in a chorus of envious cheers and applause.

  Liu Qingfeng nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. He turned to look at her, with a gentle smile playing on his lips. "Xier, is this one okay? I really hope our love can be as eternal as the Silver River's implication!"

  Her big black eyes rolled around and finally returned with a mischievous smile. "Good!" In fact, she had liked it the moment her boss took out the dress.

  He smiled and indulgently ruffled her black hair. "Boss, this one will do."

  "Alright! Please wait a moment! I'll get them wrapped up for you right away." The boss said with a pleased smile.

  They paid the bill and, under the envious and jealous gaze of the crowd, walked out of the store with their bags. Hand in hand, they strolled slowly back to the hotel.

  Tonight, the spacious hall of the hotel was exceptionally lively. The Fashion Academy decided to hold a masquerade ball here especially to celebrate for the students.

  Liu Qingfeng wore a long black evening gown, his robust figure filling out the clothes to perfection, exuding sensuality. His handsome and mischievous face was adorned with a silver butterfly mask. A faint smile played on his lips. Although his entire face couldn't be seen, his proud and uninhibited demeanor still made the women present flutter with excitement.

  He was intimately entwined with a silver butterfly mask, blue as the sky. A silver long dress perfectly hugged her slender body, imbuing it with a sensual hue. Her lotus-like jade arms, smooth and round fragrant shoulders, and delicate transparent collarbone were exposed to the air, every thread and every detail an ultimate temptation that left one breathless. Her tender red lips faintly curved into a beautiful arc.

  Two people walked slowly, their appearance suddenly stunning the whole audience, and everyone stared at them with rapt attention.

  It wasn't until the music of the dance party started that everyone gradually came back to their senses.

  Liu Qingfeng took her jade hand and gallantly kissed the back of it. "My princess, may I have the pleasure of asking you to dance with me?"

  She smiled lightly, flirtatiously batting her long eyelashes, winking and fluttering with infinite charm. "Okay!"

  He gently took her hand and slowly slid into the dance pool, the two of them spinning and twirling in the dance pool... as if the whole world seemed to have only them.

  The music gradually came to a stop, and the surrounding area erupted in warm applause. The two of them finally returned to their senses from the dance, they looked up at each other and smiled, with endless sweetness and love in their smiling faces.

  "Come on, let's go back to our seats." He gently took her hand and slowly walked out of the dance floor.

  A surge of powerful energy suddenly rushed towards them, a group of girls surrounded Liu Qingfeng.

  A few bold girls quickly came to his side, blushing and pulling on Liu Qingfeng. "May I have the pleasure of this dance?"

  "Sorry! I already have a dance partner." He declined with a light smile.

  "Just jump one." The girl said persistently.

  Lan Ruoxue, who was squeezed to the periphery by the crowd, sympathetically glanced at Liu Qingfeng, who was surrounded by the crowd. She gave him a mischievous smile. She believed he could handle it himself. She turned around and slowly walked back to her seat.

  "Beautiful lady, may I have the pleasure of inviting you to dance?" A man wearing a black mask bowed slightly and extended his hand in invitation.

  Another man wearing a silver mask also politely extended his hand before her. "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of dancing with you?"

  Lan Ruo was surrounded by the men who invited her to dance. She smiled slightly and politely declined, "I'm really sorry, my foot hurts a bit, you'd better invite someone else."

  "It's okay, I'll hold you and we can dance slowly." someone said persistently.

  Lan Ruoxi shook her head helplessly, "I really..." Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled into his arms by a force.

  What was it about him? She was angry and wanted to push him away, but a familiar scent slowly wafted towards her. She trembled slightly, lifted her head and looked up at the man wearing a white suit with a white mask on his face.

  She saw the familiar ink pupils behind his mask, and her lips trembled slightly. Her lively eyes gradually became moist, and she whispered softly: "Night..."

  He felt a slight tremble in his body, but he didn't say a word, only those deep, emotional eyes silently gazing at her.

  Time passed minute by minute, second by second, he took a deep look at her. Gently pushed her away, turned around and left.

  "Don't go, who are you?" She came back to her senses, rushed through the crowded crowd and chased out quickly.

  But there was no one in the yard. She sat softly on the steps, and scenes of her and Ye slowly floated before her eyes, the pain of missing him attacking her heart once again.

  A warm breath came from behind her, and she brightened up, quickly turning around. Seeing the person who had come, a hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes. "Qingfeng!"

  He took off his overcoat and gently placed it on her shoulders. Softly whispered: "It's windy outside, be careful not to catch a cold." He didn't miss the disappointment in her eyes. A bitter feeling flowed through his heart, he knew that in her heart, he could never compare to Ye. But as long as there was a place for him in her heart, no matter how small, he would silently guard her and love her! No matter what the future held, he had no regrets.