Hong Chen

Lin Luo discovered that everyone seemed to quite like the sense of mystery of not recognizing others, or not wanting to be recognized.

Everyone and their dance partner wore masks.

Although it's only a half-face mask, because of the completely different clothes and hairstyles, it's really hard to tell who's who without looking closely at their faces.

Are you looking for your teammates?

Qian Renxue noticed her son looking around and whispered a question to him.

Lin Luo nodded, looked around, and couldn't recognize anyone.

The ballroom was not yet open, so everyone was waiting here, many looking around as if trying to find someone they knew.

"That person must be your teammate, right? I remember his name is Xiong Chumo?"

Qian Renxue suddenly pointed in a direction and said.

Lin Luo looked over and, sure enough, saw a two-meter-tall giant in a black suit sitting on the ground against the wall. He had pulled his mask up to his forehead and was gnawing on a chicken leg with his mouth full of oil.

Lin Luo's lips twitched.

As expected of him.

"Yes."

Qian Renxue: "Doesn't he have a dance partner?"

Lin Luo: "Originally, there was a distant relative of his, who was also in the same class, but it seems they never acknowledged each other."

Qian Renxue shook her head. "How pitiful... I can't imagine if you didn't have a dance partner, would you be even more pitiful than him?"

She turned to look at her son, her eyes filled with sympathy.

You get into the situation really quickly... Can't you wish me well for once?

Lin Luo rolled her eyes at her.

However, Xiong Chumo probably doesn't care about having a dance partner; he only cares about whether there will be enough food at the ball.

You dropped something.

"Oh, thank you."

Qian Renxue turned around and saw a girl with long, wine-red hair squatting down, picking up a gold hair clip from the ground and handing it to her.

The girl wore a butterfly-shaped mask on the upper half of her face, while the lower half, revealing her fair complexion, featured a nose and lips that looked as if designed by the heavens with the most exquisite proportions, appearing incredibly delicate.

She had a pair of red eyes, and at that moment she was smiling at Qian Renxue with her eyes crinkling.

"Your hair clip is so pretty, shall I put it on for you?"

The girl said.

Qian Renxue nodded and readily agreed. Since the girl was not as tall as her, she slightly bent her knees and lowered her head as well.

Lin Luo looked over and felt that the voice sounded somewhat familiar the moment he heard it.

Seeing that head of long, wine-red hair, he was pretty sure it was the classmate he had run into several times.

The third red-haired girl in that class was very likely a distant relative of Xiong Chumo.

The girl was wearing a bright red short dress today; the flared skirt resembled a blooming peony, making her very beautiful.

She has a great figure, with long, white legs, and even her feet in high-heeled sandals are snow-white and translucent.

For some reason, Lin Luo's first reaction was that Yu Luoyi could basically pursue her with peace of mind; she was definitely a stunning beauty.

After the girl thoughtfully put the hair clip on Qian Renxue, she smiled and said, "All done!"

Her voice was also melodious and pleasant, revealing a kind of innocent and pure clarity.

"Thank you so much. If I had asked him to put it on for me, I don't know how crooked it would have been." Qian Renxue thanked the girl while not forgetting to tease Lin Luo.

The girl smiled and replied, "You're very pretty, even with your hair clip askew, you still look beautiful."

Qian Renxue liked this sweet-talking girl.

"By the way, do you guys know him? He's in class one."

As she spoke, she turned her head and pointed at Lin Luo.

The girl also looked over, and almost the instant Lin Luo eyes met, a smile appeared on her lips.

"You should know each other..."

Lin Luo nodded, "I remember."

Qian Renxue noticed that the girl was staring intently at her son, and the look in her eyes seemed to go beyond a simple acquaintance. She tentatively asked, "You recognize him?"

The girl realized what was happening and quickly shook her head. "No."

"By the way, my name is Hong Chen."

She extended her slender, fair right hand to Lin Luo. Seeing Lin Luo's surprised expression, she smiled and explained, "The 'chen' in 'ruler and subject' is not the 'chen' in 'dust'."

"Strange name..." Lin Luo nodded and shook hands with her.

But just as she was about to pull back, Hong Chen didn't let go; her slender white fingers gripped her hand tightly.

She said she didn't recognize Lin Luo, but she wouldn't let go of his hand... Qian Renxue lowered her head and coughed almost imperceptibly. "Ahem."

She knew that after the prince's banquet, Lin Luo had gained quite a few female admirers at the academy.

Hong Chen realized what was happening and quickly let go. She took a step back and said somewhat excitedly:

"Sorry, I was just spacing out. I tend to daydream a lot... See you at the dance."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Qian Renxue gazed at the other person's retreating figure, then stared at Lin Luo with a scrutinizing look. "One of your romantic debts?"

Lin Luo frowned. "I haven't spoken to her at all, and she doesn't seem like someone who was promoted from the junior academy. By the way, she might be Xiong Chumo's distant relative."

Qian Renxue pouted, "The students in your academy all have such strange backgrounds."

Just then, Lin Luo's eyes snapped open as he saw three guys walking side by side toward him.

One was dressed in a white tuxedo, one in a black dress, and one in a blue gown. Judging by their height and gait, weren't these Xue Qian, Xue Fu, and Yu Luoyi?

So they're that easy to recognize! Does that mean I'm easy to recognize too!

Lin Luo realized what was happening and quickly led Qian Renxue into the crowd.

However, Qian Renxue was truly eye-catching. Putting aside her beautiful dress and stunning lower face, her towering height and long legs alone were enough to attract everyone's attention.

Lin Luo pulled her to a corner and used his body to shield Qian Renxue.

If Yu Luoyi saw this, he would definitely come over and yell, "Lin Luo! Who's your dance partner?! He's fucking gorgeous!"

Once you enter the dance hall, things are different. Loud noises are not allowed inside, and even the most unruly people become gentlemen and sophisticated.

Qian Renxue was cornered against the wall, and Lin Luo stood face to face with her. Every now and then, Lin Luo would be bumped against Qian Renxue's back, and his forehead would collide with her nose.

Seeing his slightly flushed face, Qian Renxue secretly smiled, realizing that her son was more easily embarrassed than when he was a child, but that only made him more adorable.

"What are you pushing for? Are you looking to die?"

Lin Luo suddenly turned her head, gritted her teeth, and looked at the boy behind her. The boy was so frightened that he immediately moved away from the spot.

The smile on Qian Renxue's face faded.

Okay, not cute at all.

The dance hall doors finally opened at that moment. Lin Luo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to pull Qian Renxue.

He quickly raised his hand to cover the side of Qian Renxue's chest.

The latter instantly leaned back against the wall, looking at him in shock. "W-what happened?"

Lin Luo carefully opened her palm, somewhat speechless, and said, "I knew it felt too tight here. Didn't you pay attention to your size when you picked out the dress?"

Qian Renxue looked over in confusion, then her beautiful eyes widened as she discovered that the area had been damaged, and a lump of white flesh was almost bursting through the hole to see the light of day.

She quickly raised her hand to cover herself, looking at Lin Luo with a restrained expression and a bitter smile, "What should I do? This is the largest size I could find in this dress."

Lin Luo frowned. "Then why must you choose this one?"

"Because it matches you."