69novels Chapter 77 Eye-Catching Bag
Chapter 77 Eye-Catching Bag
Footsteps approached from afar, and two figures emerged from the female guests' passage first, their slender figures perfectly outlined by the dimmed lights of the ballroom.
Chen Yuan and the others were captivated, trying to discern who was on the other side from the dim light as soon as possible.
Immediately afterwards, three more figures stepped out.
The five female guests stood side by side on the other side of the light, like five dark roses with different styles, each beautiful in its own way, making it hard to look away.
The five people stood in order.
Chen Yuan looked at the female guest sitting directly opposite him.
The other person was wearing a burgundy strapless dress with tiny crystals adorning the hem, paired with a black lace mask. Her exposed jawline was exquisite and smooth, exuding a charming and alluring aura.
The second woman beside her wore a moon-white gauze dress with layers of skirts as light as clouds. Her mask was a simple pearl design, and her temperament was gentle and graceful, just like a fairy who had mistakenly entered the mortal world.
The third person wore a bright yellow halter-neck dress, radiating energy, and her mask was a playful butterfly design. Every gesture she made exuded charm and cuteness.
The fourth dress is a light purple cheongsam-style gown that accentuates her graceful figure. Paired with a retro fan-shaped mask, it exudes a dignified and elegant charm.
The last one wore a black velvet dress with a simple and neat design, and her mask was in the shape of an elegant plum blossom. Her cool temperament was even more prominent under the dim light.
"Hiss—" Lu Zeyan and the others couldn't help but gasp inwardly, their eyes scanning back and forth between the five female guests, trying to distinguish who they were from their figures and temperaments.
Chen Yuan squinted and sized her up. The alluring charm of the wine-red dress was somewhat similar to the coquettishness that Zhang Jianjian occasionally showed.
The gentle, moon-white gauze dress suits Lin Wanxing's temperament well, but it could also be Meng Shuran.
The vibrant bright yellow skirt most likely belongs to Su Qingyuan, or perhaps Lin Wanxing.
The dignified light purple cheongsam and the cool black velvet dress—could these two be Meng Shuran and Xu Zhiyi, or perhaps Zhang Jianjian?
It's hard to say. It's quite difficult to guess based on body shape alone after a hairstyle change.
Meanwhile, the female guests were also secretly observing the five male guests in front of them.
Zhang Jianjian stared at the figures of the group and made a guess: the one in the tuxedo with the starry sky mask had a calm and composed aura, while the one in the white suit with the cartoon mask looked gentle and refined.
The other two have different temperaments, but both are outstanding.
But when her gaze fell on the leopard-print figure at the far end, she froze instantly, her brows furrowing beneath the mask. Who was this?
A leopard-print cape, leopard-print leather pants, and a striking dreadlock, paired with a tiger mask—he looked completely out of place at this formal masquerade ball, utterly eccentric.
Su Qingyuan was amused by the leopard-print figure and quietly nudged Lin Wanxing beside her, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Look at that guy in the leopard print, he's so unique! Who could it be?"
Lin Wanxing shook her head, her eyes full of curiosity: "I don't know, they don't look like any of the people we know."
Meng Shuran and Xu Zhiyi also noticed this unusual presence, their eyes filled with doubt, clearly trying to guess the other person's identity.
Just as everyone was speculating, a staff member stepped forward and whispered a few words to the female guests.
She then announced to the male guests, "Next is the dance partner selection process. The female guests will choose their dance partners in turn. Please be prepared."
Upon hearing this, the male guests perked up and straightened their backs.
They didn't know the selection order, so they could only concentrate on observing each female guest who came out, hoping to be chosen.
Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat. So, no matter what, he would need a dance partner?
His plan to dress unconventionally has completely backfired. If he had known this would happen, he would have chosen a formal suit instead, at least he wouldn't be so conspicuous now.
"Oh no, I've become a real eyesore!" Chen Yuan muttered to himself.
Soon, the first person to step out of the queue was the female guest wearing a burgundy strapless dress.
Chen Yuan and she were facing each other, and she walked towards him immediately.
For a moment, Chen Yuan became somewhat nervous.
Zhang Jianjian, wearing high heels, approached the guest in leopard print and examined him closely.
She tried to find familiar traces in the figure and subtle movements, but unfortunately, she couldn't figure out who it was for the time being, with the dreadlocks and leopard-print leather pants.
But it's unlikely that Shen Zhici and Chen Yuan would get together.
She walked around twice before finally fixing her gaze on the male guest who was wearing a tuxedo and a starry mask.
After hesitating for a moment, she stopped and nodded slightly to the other person, which was considered as making her choice.
The male guest in the tuxedo was clearly taken aback for a moment, then reacted, bowed slightly, and made an inviting gesture.
Chen Yuan could see it clearly; the figure and movements were most likely those of Shen Zhici.
Does the female guest know? Could it be that Lin Wanxing chose Shen Zhici?
Immediately afterwards, Lin Wanxing, wearing a moon-white gauze dress, came out.
Without much hesitation, she glanced around and walked straight to the male guest in the white suit and cartoon mask, nodding slightly.
The male guest in the white suit immediately showed a look of surprise and quickly stepped forward, ready to welcome his dance partner.
With the two male guests being chosen, the remaining three were feeling anxious, wondering if they would be chosen by their preferred female guests.
Or, they may have already chosen their preferred female guest.
The third person to appear was Su Qingyuan.
She skipped and hopped over to the male guest, her gaze sweeping over the remaining three male guests before lingering for a long time on Chen Yuan's leopard-print outfit with particular "favoritism".
Chen Yuan, hiding behind the tiger mask, felt a pang of guilt. This guy looked a bit like Lin Wanxing!
Just when Chen Yuan thought she was going to choose him out of curiosity, she suddenly looked away and selected a male guest wearing a dark gray suit.
Next up is Meng Shuran.
She walked up to the two remaining male guests, Chen Yuan and another male guest wearing a navy blue suit.
Meng Shuran seemed hesitant, her gaze shifting between the two. When she looked at Chen Yuan's leopard-print outfit, her eyes held a hint of conflict, as if she was considering whether to choose this "special" person.
But in the end, she shook her head and chose the male guest in the navy blue suit.
In the blink of an eye, only Chen Yuan and the female guest wearing a black velvet dress and a plum blossom mask remained in the room.
Chen Yuan sighed helplessly, his expression behind the mask revealing his "miscalculation".
If he had known that he would have to be paired up no matter what, he shouldn't have done this. Now look what happened, he's become the most conspicuous person in the room and ended up being the last one to be chosen.
Just as Chen Yuan was feeling annoyed, Xu Zhiyi, wearing a black velvet dress, slowly walked towards him.
Xu Zhiyi, behind the mask, was actually somewhat helpless. She hadn't expected that in the end, she would only have this one alternative choice left. At the same time, she also harbored a bit of curiosity.
Who exactly is this guy wearing leopard print and a tiger mask?
Xu Zhiyi walked up to Chen Yuan, stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly extended her hand.
Seeing this, Chen Yuan could only suppress his complicated emotions and gently hold Xu Zhiyi's hand.
The other person's hands were cool, and their fingertips had a delicate touch.
Before he could think further, as the music started and the lights changed, everyone moved to the center of the ballroom.