Chapter 134 Encounter at the Cocktail Party

Xia Ling walked into the reception hall and looked around.

The hall was filled with lights, and a violin band was playing live on the black marble stage. The sound of soft music was floating in the air. Waiters wearing white shirts and bow ties were shuttled back and forth carrying red wine. The male guests were elegant, with their tuxedos on their chests. There were handkerchiefs folded in the pockets, the female guests' evening gowns were gorgeous and charming, and there was a faint fragrance floating in their hair.

They talked softly, and it was a perfect upper-class scene.

Xia Ling didn't know why she liked such hypocritical cocktail parties before. She held so many of them year after year and still didn't get tired of them. She recalled the time when she was imprisoned and banned by Pei Ziheng. Xia Yu brought back secretly recorded videos from outside. It was these people who frequently attended her drinking parties and gloated: "Such an arrogant woman should have been banned a long time ago. I will You still don’t believe that Director Pei will get tired of playing with her sooner or later."

"Who doesn't believe it? Boss Liu and I even made a bet on when Director Pei would get tired of that woman. Haha, it's only been less than two years. I guess I won."

Pieces of things flashed through Xia Ling's heart.

The only thing that made her feel better was that Pei Ziheng was not there, and she couldn't see him in the entire hall.

"It's so boring." It was Wei Shaoyin who spoke. He felt uncomfortable since he stepped into the hall, "I hate places with many people."

Li Lei shrugged: "You can stay wherever you like." He didn't like Wei Shaoyin following him, and a good double date turned into carrying a light bulb with him.

Awei was so relieved that he left his boss decisively and found a corner to hide and relax.

Xia Ling was not in high spirits. Looking at these many familiar faces, she just felt sick.

Li Lei observed his words: "Are you bored?"

She nodded.

Seeing that she didn't like the cocktail party hosted by Pei Ziheng, Li Lei was very happy and said attentively: "Then I'll get you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

"Hazelnut cake," she said.

Hazelnut cake is her favorite. Li Lei often eats with her during this period and has long understood her taste. At this time, he responded, and told her to stand where he was and wait for him to come back, then go to the dining area to get the cake.

Xia Ling stood alone by the side of the hall and waited. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her shoulder—someone bumped into her, knocking her staggeringly. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold on to the window sill beside her, so that she didn't fall down in embarrassment.

"Why are you blocking the road? Don't you have eyes?!" Before she could raise her head to see clearly who hit the person, the other person had already struck first. It was a young girl's voice, "What the hell?"

That contemptuous tone made Xia Ling's heart suddenly angry.

She looked up and saw a well-dressed girl in a haute couture gown, with a peacock brooch inlaid with many finely colored diamonds pinned to her chest.

"What are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied?" The girl didn't like Xia Ling's eyes very much, they were cold and clear, without a trace of humiliation or fear. She snorted coldly, turned her head and walked away from Xia Ling.

Xia Ling was so angry that she wanted to explode, so she took a deep breath and managed to suppress it. This is the emperor's reception, Pei Ziheng's territory, she doesn't want to attract attention here, any extraneous things, if there is one thing that can be missing, one thing will be missing.

She frowned slightly, put her hands on the window sill, and tried to stand up for a while.

The ankles hurt a lot, and one of them lost his footing and almost fell down again.

A steady and strong hand appeared in front of her. The nails were cleanly cut. The arm was wearing a black suit and a white shirt. The platinum cufflinks shone with the unique luster of precious metals under the crystal chandelier.

She raised her head and saw the man's face clearly - Feng Kun.

haven't seen you for a long time.

He is still the appearance she is familiar with, not very handsome, but gentle, stable, calm and harmonious, so that no one can find a trace of fault. He looked at her with gentle eyes and said, "Are you okay?"

Only then did she realize that she had been staring at him for too long. She came to her senses and shook her head.

His hand was still stretched out in front of her.

She suddenly felt that her mood had improved a little, and she handed her hand into his.

Feng Kun used a little force to pull her to stand firm.

"Thank you," she said. Before coming to the reception, she had imagined that she would meet Feng Kun here. She missed this old friend whom she had not seen for a long time. Now that they meet again, she has a thousand words in her heart that she wants to tell him, but she can't.

Feng Kun looked down at her: "You're welcome."

It was a very unfamiliar polite word, but he didn't walk away immediately after saying it. He didn't know what was wrong with him, the girl in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling, she really looked like Xiaoling... It was so strange, they looked completely different.

"Is there anything else?" Xia Ling asked. She was very conflicted. On the one hand, she didn't want to get involved with her previous life, and wanted Feng Kun to leave quickly, but on the other hand, she couldn't bear it—old friend, long time no see. Yes.

"I've heard you sing "Siren"." Feng Kun said.

His voice was like a gentle sea, which made her feel more relaxed. She wanted to hide her identity, and she must not let him see the flaws——"I can't sing well." She said.

"No, it sounds great." Feng Kun smiled, "You are the first person I have ever seen who can bring out the charm of Xiao Ling's singing."

This evaluation was too high, so she pretended to be flattered: "Excellent."

"If she were still alive, she would definitely like you."

Feng Kun's voice was lost, which made Xia Ling feel sour. Out of nowhere, she asked: "How are you... living abroad?"

"What?" Feng Kun was startled.

Only then did Xia Ling realize that she had made a mistake. With the friendship between them meeting for the first time today, how could they ask such rash words like old friends? She regretted her mistake and came back in embarrassment: "No, it's nothing. I just think you will be very sad if Xia Ling dies."

Sad?

definitely.

Feng Kun raised his head, looked at the video of Xia Ling's lifetime scrolling on the big screen on the stage not far away, and smiled bitterly. "She's my best friend," he said gently and sadly.

Xia Ling felt even more sour in her heart. She was afraid that he would see something strange about her, so she looked away.

"I'm sorry." She said, "There are still people waiting for me over there. It's time for me to go."

She ran away from him, and she could face so many enemies in her previous life, and those who suffered. She struggled with humiliation and hatred, but she was unable to bear it in the face of Feng Kun's memory and tenderness.

She was afraid that she would lose control in the next second.

She left quickly and walked towards the dining area. Li Lei had gone to help her get the hazelnut cake. Why hasn't he come back after so long? She searched in front of the rows of exquisite pastry racks, and finally found him——

In front of him, there was a girl smiling sweetly, holding his arm and saying something familiarly. The girl had exquisite long curly hair, was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and had a brilliant peacock brooch on her chest.

It was the one who had just hit her and said nasty things to her.