Leng Sichen stood there quietly, his tone calm and steady as he uttered four words—"Masquerade ball."
Xia Yuxun's first reaction was to heave a sigh of relief, thinking it was fortunate that he hadn't recognized her, she had dodged a bullet!
Her second reaction was to freeze, it hadn't crossed her mind that the man she met in Xinghua Village was actually him!
"Do you remember the Count Dracula from the masquerade ball?" Leng Sichen asked unhurriedly.
He had intentionally leaned in just now to get a clear look at her earrings—a velvet-made pink four-leaf clover adorned with an Obsidian Cross beneath.
A very unique style, exactly the same as the one she wore at the masquerade ball.
The passionate confusion of that masquerade ball had already made him suspicious of her identity, and now, as two figures overlapped in his mind, he was completely certain that the woman before him was her.
