Chapter 139 Dancing Together

She knew who it was without looking back. This voice often appeared in her nightmares at midnight and couldn't get rid of it.

Li Lei turned around and saw the person clearly: "Mr. Pei, do you have any advice?"

Xia Ling also had to turn around. This was the first time she had faced Pei Ziheng at such a close distance after being kidnapped and given a mute drug. Under the beautiful light of the crystal chandelier, his face was as deep as a knife, handsome and full of majesty. He looked at her calmly after only a few steps, and she felt a great sense of oppression, and...

fear.

She had an almost instinctive, bone-deep fear of him. Her body tensed slightly, and the arrogance and indifference she had when she faced the Gu family's father and daughter disappeared. At this moment, she was stiff with tension.

Li Lei noticed something was wrong with her, took half a step forward, and blocked her behind him.

Pei Ziheng's line of sight was cut off, and he was unhappy, but he didn't have an attack.

"You two are leaving now?" he asked in a deep voice.

"I told you, Xiao Ling is not feeling well." Li Lei frowned.

"Your name is also Xiao Ling." Pei Ziheng took a step forward, walked very close to Xia Ling, and looked at her with some confusion, "What a coincidence, the one who died was also called Xiao Ling."

In the hall, the luxurious glass door was open, and the cool breeze of late summer blew in, suddenly feeling a bit ghostly.

At this moment, Xia Ling knew it was impossible, but Xia Ling still had an illusion, as if Pei Ziheng had seen through her past and present life, and came to ask her to get back the little Ling that belonged to him.

"Your Xiao Ling is already dead." She held Li Lei's arm tightly, trembling a little.

The surrounding guests gasped, is this girl crazy? ! How did you talk to Pei Ziheng, you know, Pei Ziheng is not the father and daughter of the Gu family, they are the most powerful family in this city and even in the country, the head and patriarch of the Pei family! Not to mention that he has always been famous for being cold and bloodthirsty, and anyone who offends him will not end well.

Many people have already mourned Xia Ling in their hearts.

As soon as Xia Ling said the words, she knew that she was impulsive. She saw a haze flashing in Pei Ziheng's eyes, which was a sign that he was really angry. Xia Ling was very scared and couldn't help but take a step back from Li Lei. If Li Lei hadn't held her arm, she might have been so frightened that she couldn't stand still. The one-year captivity cast a great shadow on her. Although she did not suffer from Stockholm Syndrome as he wished, the strange symptoms of mental distortion still appeared on her body.

When she faced Pei Ziheng, she was like a frightened rabbit meeting a tiger.

Looking at her pale face, the haze in Pei Ziheng's eyes gradually disappeared. "Apart from her, you are the first person who dares to speak to me like this." Pei Ziheng said slowly, "No... you are not as good as her at all. If she gets into trouble, how can she be afraid?" His expression It became a little empty and a little sad, as if I was trapped in a distant memory.

Xia Ling was silent.

In her previous life, before he was imprisoned, she was bold and lawless. Even if she said the wrong thing in front of everyone, she could still be nonchalant and confident. How is it like now, being so silent because of a small slip of the tongue?

However, she breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter whether she despised her or said she didn't look like her...

As long as you're not recognized, thank God.

For this reason, Xia Ling managed to calm down more or less after being frightened.

"Sorry, we have to say goodbye." She said, trying to pull Li Lei away.

Pei Ziheng said, "The reception is only halfway through. Don't you think it's rude to leave now?"

Li Lei: "I said..."

"I know that Miss Ye is not feeling well." Pei Ziheng interrupted him, "There is a lounge upstairs, and there are three private doctors on call. Miss Ye can go up and rest for a while, and then come down and dance."

According to the normal procedure of this kind of reception, it would indeed be very rude for guests to leave early without dancing. Pei Ziheng's request was not excessive. However, Li Lei didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a second longer. It would be better if Pei Ziheng didn't show up. Once he did, he would just want to run faster with Xiao Ling.

Pei Ziheng seemed to sense what was on his mind and made a gesture, and the glass door was closed.

Li Lei also became angry: "Mr. Pei, what are you doing?"

"Please respect her last drinking party." Pei Ziheng said in a low voice.

It’s self-evident who “she” refers to. Yes, many guests nodded. This is the last new song conference of Queen Xia Ling. It is the last song. It is completely understandable that Pei Ziheng wants to make it perfect. This is also the minimum respect for Queen Xia Ling.

Xia Ling, being Xia Ling herself, didn't notice this; and Li Lei's attention was always on her, completely ignoring what a special cocktail party tonight was. At this time, Pei Ziheng mentioned it so solemnly, but he couldn't insist on leaving. He looked at Xia Ling inquiringly, trying to see what she meant.

If she stays, he will stay with her.

If she leaves, he will take her away even if he offends everyone.

Xia Ling naturally wanted to leave, but at this moment, a man in dark black formal clothes walked out of the crowd. It was Feng Kun. "Mr. Li, Miss Ye," he said, "the deceased is the most important. I hope you two can understand the mood of our emperor."

Feng Kun's expression was filled with grief and grief that could not be concealed.

Seeing her old friend like this, Xia Ling's heart ached hard, not for herself, but for the person in front of her who still cherished her memory for a long time after her death. She hesitated for a moment, not wanting to hurt Feng Kun's heart, and nodded and said, "Okay."

"Thank you." Feng Kun looked at her and said sincerely.

Li Lei was very dissatisfied: "As long as one dance, it's not considered to be leaving early, right." It's really impolite to leave without dancing, but as long as you dance, the etiquette is exhausted. Shang Xiaoling is not feeling well. If she leaves, no one will be able to gossip.

Feng Kun looked at them apologetically: "Yes, I invite you two to have a dance. I know Miss Ye is not feeling well, so I'm tired." He has always been considerate in handling things, and his attitude when he said these words was very gentle, which made people feel uncomfortable. There is no excuse for getting angry.

Xia Ling had no intention of getting into trouble with him and just nodded: "Then let's dance."

She wanted to leave here as soon as possible, so she took Li Lei's hand and entered the dance floor.

The music that had been interrupted by the quarrel just now sounded again. Li Lei put one hand on Xia Ling's waist and asked in a low voice, "Can you dance? Don't be nervous, follow my steps."

Everyone was watching them. Although theoretically speaking, it is impossible for a star like her not to be able to dance, but he has never seen her dance this kind of ballroom dance. I don't know how good she is, and whether she will make mistakes in front of everyone.

He deliberately took care of her and slowed down the pace.

Xia Ling said nothing, and danced gently according to his body and movements. That skillful and graceful figure didn't look like a novice at all. Her long skirt was spinning, and soon everyone couldn't take their eyes away.