Chapter 295 - 302: The Thirteen-Sentence Confession (2)
Li Qingshen also seemed slightly unstable in his breathing, staring into Ling Momo’s eyes, which radiated a scorching brilliance.
Lu Niange couldn’t help but turn his head. The girl stood in front of that beautifully surreal man, her lips slightly parted, curving upwards in a faint smile. Her eyes sparkled bright; due to the intense dance movements, a layer of watery sheen spread across them. From Lu Niange’s angle, it looked like the glow of happiness.
Such a scene was glaringly beautiful.
It was so piercing that it hurt Lu Niange’s eyes significantly, and he couldn’t help but turn his face away.
Then, the lights in the "Imperial Palace" suddenly became bright and dazzling, clearly revealing the expressions on everyone’s face.
Lu Niange didn’t dare to imagine what expression he wore at that moment.
Suddenly, he felt extremely claustrophobic in the room, so stifled that he struggled to breathe, and he instantly stood up.
Jian Chenxi clutched his hand, asking anxiously, "Niange, what’s wrong?"
"Nothing, I’m just going to the restroom," Lu Niange said, then walked towards the restroom without looking back.
His silhouette appeared still as gentle as jade, resembling the proud and handsome sunny youth of the past. But heaven knew how tumultuous and staggering the journey of his heart had been.
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