Chapter 156: 156. Chapter 156: How about I swap dance partners with you?

156. Chapter 156: How about I swap dance partners with you?

Shen Huai's head felt as if it had been struck by a meteorite, buzzing loudly.

How could Yang Lan have anticipated that he would choose the Tuxedo Mask?

Could she have been following him? No, that was impossible; from the moment he walked to the entrance of the ballroom with Liu Shishi to the moment he picked out the mask, Yang Lan had not been following behind him at all.

"Why aren't you speaking? Mr. Tuxedo Mask, aren't you going to say hello when you see your 'Sailor Moon'?"

Yang Lan's voice carried a hint of teasing, her fingers sliding lightly across the back of Shen Huai's hand.

Shen Huai shivered and took a step back unobtrusively.

"This young lady is joking; I don't recall ever having a 'Sailor Moon'."

Yang Lan giggled, the sound particularly abrupt in the noisy ballroom, drawing side-glances from many people around them.

"Don't play dumb, Shen Huai. Between us, do we still need to play this guessing game?" Yang Lan leaned close to Shen Huai and whispered in his ear.

Her warm breath sprayed against his earlobe, sparking a tingling sensation.

Shen Huai's heart rate suddenly accelerated; he turned his head, wanting to avoid Yang Lan's intense gaze.

The next second.

Yang Lan turned to look at Liu Shishi and snapped her fingers.

The "Superman" standing to the side immediately understood and walked over, wearing a standard eight-toothed smile, looking exactly like a manipulated Robot.

"How about this, I'll swap my dance partner with yours, how about that?" Yang Lan suggested with a smile, her tone brooking no argument.

Liu Shishi looked at Shen Huai for help, but saw him only shrug helplessly.

She knew that she could not escape this Hongmen Banquet tonight.

"O-okay." Liu Shishi had no choice but to agree.

As soon as the words fell.

Yang Lan curled her lips, grabbed "Superman," and shoved him into Liu Shishi's hands, the speed as fast as performing a magic trick.

"Superman" gentlemanly took her hand and glided into the dance floor with Liu Shishi.

"This young lady, your dance steps are a bit rusty; do you need me to help you?"

"Superman's" voice was low and magnetic, yet after hearing the man's voice, Liu Shishi's brows furrowed instead.

How did this voice sound so similar to Shen Huai's?

Liu Shishi couldn't help but start to size up the man in front of her.

Only then did she discover that this "Superman's" figure and appearance looked exactly the same as Shen Huai's!

After discovering this fact.

In her panic, Liu Shishi's already rusty dance steps became even more riddled with errors.

Her left foot accidentally stepped on the man's polished leather shoe; Liu Shishi's heart panicked, and just as she was about to apologize, the man in front of her waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's fine, just a little dust, don't worry about it, let's continue."

"... Okay." Liu Shishi was enveloped by "Superman's" perfect, gentle aura, and a trace of emotion actually stirred in her heart.

If only the person in front of her were Shen Huai.

Thinking of this, Liu Shishi couldn't help but secretly glance in the direction of Shen Huai and the others.

She saw that the two of them had already slipped into a corner at some point.

Shen Huai looked down at the beautiful girl in his arms.

At this moment, she was looking at him with a smile, her eyes flowing with light, looking radiant.

"Mr. Shen, running away is useless." Yang Lan leaned into his ear, her breath like orchids, "What exactly are you afraid of?"

Shen Huai sighed helplessly: "Miss Yang, I really don't have feelings for you, why must you..."

"No feelings?" Yang Lan interrupted him, her tone playful, "Then do you have feelings for my younger sister, Lin Yeman?"

Shen Huai fell silent.

"What, silence means you admit it?" Yang Lan pressed on step by step, her gaze as sharp as a knife.

Just as she was about to change the subject.

Shen Huai suddenly spoke: "Yes, I am indeed a bit moved by Lin Yeman."

Upon hearing the three words "Lin Yeman," the beautiful girl's dance steps suddenly stopped. "... What's wrong?" Shen Huai felt a sense of panic for no reason.

He didn't know if his confession just now had offended this young lady somewhere again.

The result was the next second.

Sailor Moon let go of the hand holding Shen Huai and gently took off her mask.

A familiar face appeared before Shen Huai.

The person in front of him was not Yang Lan at all, but—

Lin Yeman! Shen Huai was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.

How could it be her? Looking at Shen Huai's incredulous expression.

Lin Yeman's lips curled into a sly smile.

She leaned into Shen Huai's ear and whispered: "After waiting for so long, I finally heard the answer I wanted."

Shen Huai stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

His mind was a blank slate. How could it be her? How could it be Lin Yeman? He blinked mechanically, looking at Lin Yeman, who had taken off her mask in front of him; that exquisite face now looked like a thorny rose, beautiful yet dangerous.

"No, what exactly is going on?"

Shen Huai finally found his voice, but found it as dry as sandpaper rubbing together.

Lin Yeman looked at Shen Huai's shocked appearance, her lips curling into a sly smile, like a cat that had stolen a fish, triumphant.

"What, Second Young Master Shen, are you surprised to see it's me?"

Lin Yeman deliberately drew out her tone, her voice carrying a hint of mockery, "It seems my acting skills were quite successful after all."

As she spoke, she lazily straightened her back and stretched.

The voice she had been deliberately pitching also relaxed, returning to her original, charming tone.

Watching the person before him suddenly "grow" a few centimeters taller.

Shen Huai finally realized that he had been played!

He frustratedly scratched his hair, looking at the smug-faced Lin Yeman before him, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"You, when did you..."

Shen Huai tried to clear his thoughts, but found he couldn't think at all; his mind was filled with the moment Lin Yeman took off her mask.

Those clear, bright eyes seemed capable of seeing through all his disguises.

"When did you start the disguise?"

Lin Yeman smilingly cut in, as if she had long since seen through his thoughts, "I am very familiar with this hotel. From the banquet hall to the ballroom, besides the corridor in the middle, there is actually a direct passage; it's very close."

"From the first moment you saw 'Superman', you were convinced that I was my sister, right?"

Shen Huai opened his mouth, but was unable to refute it.

Indeed, he had been biased.

When he saw the "Superman" wearing the suit he had taken off, he subconsciously assumed that the person wearing the Superman mask must be that bionic Robot.

Then, correspondingly, the person wearing the beautiful girl mask was naturally Yang Lan without a doubt.

Because he was too certain, Shen Huai had ignored another possibility from beginning to end.

That was that both Lin Yeman and Yang Lan were daughters of the Yang Family.

What Yang Lan could do, Lin Yeman could actually do too! "Since you are so shocked, then I will tell you something even more shocking."

Lin Yeman waved her hand, her tone relaxed, "The experimental Robot that Dad developed this time is not just this one, oh."

"... What do you mean?" Shen Huai keenly sensed something was wrong.

"Hehe, it means," Lin Yeman pointed at the Robot that was dancing with its arm around Liu Shishi, "Dad designed two models of robots like that one."

"One is in your likeness, and the other is in my elder sister's likeness."

... (End of chapter)