Fengye Wuyue got more and more excited as she listened, clapped her hands, and said: "We can’t waste this outfit. Let’s go have so fun tonight, let’s go to a masquerade ball. A cousin of mine has been keen on hosting these thrilling and mysterious parties lately; it’s quite exciting!"
So Yiyi was dragged by her to attend the so-called masquerade ball.
The Fengye Clan truly has all sorts of people. It’s said that this cousin loves to play and is particularly fond of doing strange performance art and hosting masquerade parties and such.
Many young n and won from high society enjoy attending her parties because they can go wild and relieve stress.
Yiyi had attended masquerade balls before, but when she arrived at this one held in an old castle in the suburbs, she was truly stunned. It was simply... a dance of a thousand demons!
Bizarrely dressed, crazy and eerie, lavish and wild folks, with all kinds of costus and role-playing, so were glamorous, so pure, others filthy and depraved, and even more mysterious and strange, as if she had entered a spider cave.
"Co on, while you’re still unmarried, enjoy it thoroughly. There are a lot of handso guys tonight; enjoy the last bit of single life," Fengye Wuyue, already high, enthusiastically pulled Yiyi along to greet the various demons upon entering.
It seed like Fengye Wuyue was quite popular here as well.
"Big Sis, you’re pretty popular, go dance then." Yiyi wasn’t interested in this dance of demons and was just eager to get rid of Fengye Wuyue so she could have ti to contact so underground passcode card manufacturers to help make a replica of the data.
Fengye Wuyue, who had already had a few cocktails, scanned the dance floor, quickly spotted her target, and imdiately put on a mask, then gave Yiyi a luxurious mask to wear.
"Oh right, you better not tell my brother about this. If he knows I brought you to a place like this, he’d kill . Don’t be fooled by his unruly nature; he’s traditional at heart. Just thinking about your life after marriage, how you’ll be controlled by him, makes pity you. So have fun tonight!"
After sympathetically patting Yiyi on the shoulder, she sashayed into the dance floor to flirt with the handso guys.
"Finally she’s gone, thank goodness." Yiyi went to a corner and took out her phone to contact rchants online to help make the passcode card. She contacted many before finding a more reliable one.
After all, she was making a Fengye Clan passcode card, and if this was discovered, it would be very risky, so the other party’s asking price was quite high. Yiyi had a headache as her account was nearly empty, so she negotiated for more ti to make the paynt.
It seed she could only get so from Fengye Wuyin, but she wasn’t sure if he would give her any, considering his moody and weird temperant.
While pondering how to swindle so from Fengye Wuyin,
she noticed soone approaching her.
It was a pair who seed to have co down from the dance floor, talking and laughing quietly as they walked over because the lighting was dim here and there were all sorts of makeup props scattered around, so they apparently hadn’t noticed Yiyi’s presence.
Yiyi did notice that the woman dressed like a turkey was the party host pointed out by Fengye Wuyue earlier, her cousin.
Yiyi knew that these parties were chaotic, and if any of those n and won hit it off, they’d wildly make out in the corners, possibly even going further.
She certainly didn’t want to see that.
Just as she was about to walk away, a man’s low, lodic voice stopped her in her tracks.
Full of disbelief in her heart, this voice was so familiar, familiar to the point of making her grit her teeth—the damn bastard who didn’t co to save her—Helian Ling Kong!
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