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Chapter 196 Man in Wheelchair

"what……"

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the masked man not far away.

She couldn't see his face clearly.

only……

Sang Zhi was startled when he saw the wheelchair under him.

The man didn't seem to expect that there was someone else here, and he was surprised to see her.

However, the man's wheelchair did not move forward.

But still there

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and said nothing, just sitting on the swing and looking at him quietly.

Sangzhi frowned.

Although it's not very polite...but...this man is sitting in a wheelchair, and he seems to be wearing a tuxedo...

This man is still wearing a mask.

Were you also at the dance?

The man seemed to notice that she was looking at him.

Suddenly he turned his face to look at her.

Four eyes collided.

Sang Zhi met those deep and dark eyes.

Sang Zhi felt inexplicably at a loss.

She forgot to look away for a moment.

However, she felt that it was not good to stare directly at others like this, so she quickly looked away and lowered her head with guilt.

The man turned his face and pursed his lips in silence.

In such a silent night.

Neither of them spoke, just thinking quietly to themselves.

After a while, Sangzhi heard the sound of footsteps.

When he turned his head, he saw a young woman in formal clothes standing next to the man.

Sangzhi took a cautious peek.

The woman was not wearing a mask.

Also Chinese.

The woman bent down to the man and whispered.

"Sir. Mr. Carl was just looking for you."

"Ah."

The man's voice was calm.

Sang Zhi couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but in the next moment, the woman walked up behind the man and pushed the wheelchair to leave.

However, the man seemed to look back again.

Looking at him again, Sang Zhi felt a little frightened for no reason.

This feeling...this look...

Sang Zhi suddenly thought of Zhuo Yijing.

that person.

It was also such a deep and dark look.

The woman also followed the man's line of sight and looked over, apparently stunned as she didn't expect there was anyone here.

The cell phone ringtone rang in the silent garden.

Sangzhi lowered his head and glanced at the phone, then raised his eyes at the man and woman.

She licked her lips, picked up her phone and walked out.

"Hey, Sister Jialan...I'm in the garden behind the ballroom...Okay, I'll be there right away..."

Sangzhi left in a hurry.

He passed by the man and woman, and he just nodded apologetically to the two of them.

……

"...I thought you had gone in just now, but I couldn't find you after looking for you for a long time...I was so scared that I thought you were really wandering around here and got lost."

Ye Jialan took her hand and took her to the rest area aside.

"I didn't want to come in just now...it's in the garden at the back. Because there are many foreigners here, I feel a little out of place."

Sang Zhi laughed.

"It doesn't matter. Once you are familiar with it, you will be familiar with it the second time. Just come a few more times and it will be fine. I was like this when I first came to Italy..."

Ye Jialan comforted her.

There are pairs of people in the huge ballroom.

The lights in the ballroom suddenly dimmed.

next second.

The light only shined on Karl.

Carl stood in the center and said something in fluent English.

Sang Zhi only listened briefly, such as thanking everyone for coming to support, and I am glad that everyone can get together and have fun...

“I know everyone has a partner for today’s mask dance, but I want to hold a different mask dance.

Let's decide the dance partner by drawing lots.I don’t know what everyone’s wishes are? "

As soon as Karl finished speaking.

Sangzhi saw pairs of foreigners in the ballroom whispering and discussing.

But soon, everyone became classmates.

Most of the people holding pairs of dancing partners are lovers or couples, or they have ambiguous relationships between men and women...

Everyone actually agreed.

After getting permission, Karl asked the housekeeper to bring two large cardboard boxes.

One for men.

Lady one.

"There are numbers written in here."

"Everyone can draw lots and choose their own dance partners."

"My lucky number is nine. The friend who draws nine needs to perform an opening dance."

Karl teased and chuckled.

"Tsk. This guy Karl..." Ye Jialan sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

Sangzhi saw Karl looking towards them, looking extremely ambiguous.

Sang Zhi couldn't stop laughing, and looked at Ye Jialan calmly.

"Sister Jialan, don't you need to draw lots anymore... I think Mr. Karl should have prepared everything for you. Maybe he will do the opening dance with you."

Ye Jialan snorted lightly.

"Zhizhi, I won't participate...I won't dance. I'm just here to join in the fun."

Ye Jialan smiled.

"Why? Sister Jialan, I remember that you were the leader of the school dance club back then. I saw your dancing during the anniversary of my freshman year."

Sang Zhi’s eyebrows are curved.

Ye Jialan waved his hand, a blush appearing on his fair face.

"I don't dance because someone doesn't want me to participate... He will come to me later."

"..."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard wrongly, and looked in disbelief: "Sister Jialan, is this your ex-husband?"

Ye Jialan shrugged, looking helpless, but still sweet.

“Yes, actually today is also his birthday, he and Karl were born on the same day, same year, same month.

This is our first birthday after we reconciled. Because I couldn't celebrate it for him here, he came to see me. "

"Oh..." Sang Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and teased her: "I see. It will be your personal dance in a while... It seems that Sister Jialan, you have other arrangements."

"Yeah." Ye Jialan lowered his eyelids with a smile on his face.

"Actually, this is what I just learned. He just said he was almost there..."

Ye Jialan continued, with a sweet and happy smile on his face.

Sang Zhi curled her lips and was about to continue speaking when she saw one of Karl's housekeepers walking up to her and Ye Jialan holding a box containing the lady's paper signatures.

"...It's your turn to smoke."

Karl smiled and took a step forward.

"Karl, I won't draw lots...he will...come to me in a moment."

Ye Jialan said with a blushing face.

"..." The corner of Karl's mouth twitched fiercely, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

He hummed softly and said in a light voice: "It would be boring if you don't dance. I won't dance either. I originally wanted to do the opening dance with you and amaze everyone."

"You play."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Jialan looked at Karl's back with an apologetic look.

"Zhizhi, come and do it. I'll watch you dance."

Sangzhi didn't want to smoke at first, but the foreign housekeeper was always in front of her and couldn't understand what she said.

Her English is not very fluent.

Somewhat stuttering.

It can only be used for simple communication.

Sangzhi sighed and reached into the box.

"..."

When she touched the only note left in the box, Sang Zhi felt even more depressed and embarrassed.

In fact, Karl didn't prepare her paper signature at all.

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