The masquerade ball started at six o'clock in the evening, and Song Zhiyuan didn't enter the venue until five fifty-five.

If Alice couldn't stand it anymore, she would even consider whether to come or not.

"vivian, did you see the one wearing the vampire mask over there? I showed you his photo before!" Aera handed a glass of wine to Song Zhiyuan and winked at her.

Following her gaze, Song Zhiyuan met a pair of particularly eager eyes.

Apparently, they had said hello in advance.

Song Zhiyuan smiled politely, did not listen to Aera, and went over to say hello to the boy.

After all, she was just here for a formality and not really planning to find a partner.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyuan's eyes were attracted by a man wearing an elk mask on the field.

After taking his classes for two months, she couldn't even recognize Shi Yan's figure.

"Wow, Professor Shi is actually here!" Alice exclaimed, with a look of surprise on her face.

One after another, girls recognized Shi Yan and gathered around him.

Aera also wanted to take Song Zhiyuan with her, but she refused.

"vivian, that's Professor Shi, you don't even like him?" Aera was shocked, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Song Zhiyuan wanted to cover her mouth and whispered, "I just came to watch the fun."

As she said this, she was a little curious, "Why did Professor Shi participate in activities among students?"

"As long as you're from the college, it's fine. Look at that one over there, he's Professor John from our school." Alice explained.

She pushed Aera gently and chuckled, "I'll go with you, don't pester Vivian."

It was rare for him to be clean, so Song Zhiyuan did not go dancing, but found a seat on the edge with a glass of wine and sat down.

When a boy came over to strike up a conversation, she would just smile politely and ignore him with a few perfunctory words.

If he hadn't seen a familiar figure appear, Song Zhiyuan would have planned to stay for half an hour and then go back.

Even though she was wearing a mask, she still recognized at a glance that the man wearing a white suit and being held by his female companion was Zhou Qichuan.

Song Zhiyuan slowly tightened her fingers on the wine glass, raised a nonchalant smile, and took a small sip.

Bitter and astringent.

"Why don't you go dancing?"

Just when she was hesitating whether to leave now, a gentle voice sounded above her head.

"Professor Shi." Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes and met Shi Yan's brown eyes with a slight smile.

She didn't even notice when he came over when he was surrounded by a group of girls.

Thinking of the question he just heard, Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I'm not very good at dancing."

"Can you waltz?" Shi Yan asked, extending his hand to her in a gentlemanly manner.

Song Zhiyuan was about to answer when she suddenly felt an extremely hot gaze falling on her body. The heat was so strong that it seemed to burn through her body.

She suddenly raised her lips, put her hand on Shi Yan's hand gracefully, and stood up.

As if he didn't expect that she would agree so happily, Shi Yan was slightly startled and then smiled.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women always attracts attention, and they become the center of attention as soon as they enter the scene.

Compared with Shi Yan, who is well-known as a teacher in the college, the performance of Song Zhiyuan, who is beautiful and usually aloof and unapproachable, is even more surprising.

The dance steps of the two of them seemed to be in unexpected sync, as if they had danced a thousand times before.

In fact, only Song Zhiyuan knew that because she was distracted, her rhythm was not good, and it was all because of Shi Yan who kept adjusting the rhythm to keep up with her.

Otherwise, there will be an embarrassment tonight.

While dancing on the dance floor, Song Zhiyuan could always feel two familiar eyes falling on her back.

It was like needle points, densely piercing her heart. It was not fatal, but it hurt terribly.

Because she was not concentrating enough, she accidentally stepped on the air and twisted her foot while changing movements. She instantly lost her balance and fell to the ground on one side.

Just when she thought she was going to have close contact with the ground, she didn't feel any pain for a long time. Instead, she seemed to have fallen into a man's arms.

Song Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes and met Shi Yan's worried eyes, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you Professor Shi." Song Zhiyuan quickly stood up from his arms and smiled apologetically.

Her distant attitude couldn't be more obvious.

Thinking of the strange face that had been looking at them just now, Shi Yan seemed to understand something and lowered his voice and said, "He hasn't left yet."

Song Zhiyuan froze and did not dare to look aside. He smiled apologetically at Shi Yan and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble, Professor Shi."

"It's no trouble, everyone gets what they need." Shi Yan smiled frankly, "I happen to be afraid of trouble."

Understanding what he meant, Song Zhiyuan felt even more surprised.

After all, she is also a person who is afraid of trouble.

But you still come to such an occasion because you are afraid of trouble?

Meeting her slightly suspicious eyes, Shi Yan chuckled, "Isn't Miss Song also afraid of trouble?"

When he said this, Song Zhiyuan suddenly understood.

"I'll take you to the hospital first." Seeing that her standing posture was not quite right, Shi Yan's pretty eyebrows twisted slightly.

Song Zhiyuan wanted to say it didn't matter, but his eyes were caught off guard and met a pair of extremely gloomy eyes.

Zhou Qichuan, who was wearing a fox mask, stood there quietly without taking a step forward, but her gaze was so intense that she subconsciously wanted to step back.

Suddenly, she felt like her whole body was vacated instantly.

It was Shi Yan who picked her up.

Song Zhiyuan is very familiar with this feeling of being held in someone's arms.

The person who could hold her was standing not far away at the moment, with dark eyes that seemed to be dripping with ink.

Zhou Qichuan wanted to kill someone.

"I'm offended." Shi Yan said in a voice that only two people could hear, and strode towards the exit with Song Zhiyuan in his arms.

If his speed had been any slower, Song Zhiyuan might have spinelessly looked away, not daring to look at Zhou Qichuan.

He changed his female companion again.

He has a quiet and sweet temperament, which is completely different from Jiang Shihan's.

After leaving the auditorium door, Song Zhiyuan asked Shi Yan to put down his arm.

She had no intention of going to the hospital.

"Then I'll take you to the school doctor's office. There should be someone there at this time." Shi Yan didn't listen to her and strode away without any explanation.

Zhou Qichuan followed him out, only to see the back of Shi Yan striding away with Song Zhiyuan in his arms, his expression even more gloomy.

He Xue, who was standing nearby, looked a little ugly and whispered, "Mr. Zhou, how about we follow over and have a look?"

"No need." Zhou Qichuan was furious at the moment and didn't want to follow him to get angry.

He knew very well that there was nothing between Song Zhiyuan and Shi Yan, and it was just an accident.

He just couldn't accept that Song Zhiyuan had such close contact with other men. He was her Yuan Yuan, not other men's.

He Xue thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, if Miss Song really wants to start her life again, what will you do?"

Zhou Qichuan said firmly, "She won't."

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Chapter completed!