Chapter Twenty-Four: Banquet Emergency
Seeing this, the polite smile on her face quickly added a hint of alienation, and she leisurely held her wine glass, Diao Ranran slowed down and silently walked through the crowd.
It's only seven days a week, but this is the fourth dinner she has attended, and it's inevitable that people can't lift their spirits. Diao Ranran retreated to a position close to the open-air rooftop, and the cool evening breeze made her sore forehead much clearer.
She shook her glass and stood for a moment, just as she shifted her weight from her left foot to her right foot when she heard a faint crunch.
If she hadn't been clinging to the railing, she would have accidentally fallen - the heel of the high heel on her foot suddenly broke.
These shoes were newly bought, and they broke for the first time tonight.
His fingers were clenched into fists, and Diao Ranran's expression instantly became very serious: if he didn't want to come to the terrace on a whim to blow the wind, maybe he would fall in public, and everyone present knew that tonight's opening dance was for her and Qiao Sijie to dance.
Wouldn't it be a shame if the heel of your shoe suddenly broke while you were dancing? Ha, the eldest lady of the Diao family will break her shoes even if she dances a slow dance, I wonder if she has stepped on Qiao Dashao's feet and swollen them?!
Thankfully, Qiao Sijie arrived late and avoided the crowd again.
Although he didn't show up in public, the current situation is not much better.
Diao Ranran subconsciously looked around, she was in a remote position at the moment, and no one in the lively crowd noticed this corner at the moment. She sighed, and just as she wanted to look down for her phone in her dinner bag, a hot gaze fell on her precisely.
The man appeared at some point, standing not far away, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a wine glass in the other, watching Diao Ranran.
He looked at her strange look, his gaze downward, and finally landed at her feet. After a few seconds, her slightly odd stance made him fully aware of the embarrassment she was facing.
And Diao Ranran finally noticed that someone was watching her in the dark, and her natural sensitivity made her raise her head and quickly capture the target.
It's him......
The corners of the man's mouth raised, pulled out a beautiful arc, narrowed his eyes, and gestured to Diao Ranran.
She tilted her head, raised her hand, and her white and delicate fingers followed with a small movement, and her thumb and little finger were cocked, comparing the number "six", and then shaking it at him.
Seeing Zhan Xingchuan turn around, he whispered a few words to the fair woman beside him, and the woman looked surprised, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the rooftop.
Diao Ranran had no choice but to politely smile back and try to stay calm. Then she turned and leaned against the railing as if she were looking at the view, letting the evening breeze continue to blow the hem of her flowing skirt.
Ten minutes later, Diao Ranran heard the sound of soft footsteps behind her, and she turned her head to see that Zhan Xingchuan already had a delicate narrow shoebox in his hand.
Although she had already guessed that he understood her needs, she was still faintly surprised, it was not easy to find a pair of shoes for her in such a short time so far away from the suburbs.
He opened the shoebox, and sure enough, a pair of size 6 champagne-colored diamond-encrusted heels lay quietly inside. Just now, he asked exactly what size she was wearing, and she replied with a guess that "six" meant size 6.
For the two people who met for the second time, this is also a rare tacit understanding.
"Xie Lu Xie, your wife's vision is really good. ”
Diao Ranran bowed slightly, took the shoes in Zhan Xingchuan's hand, and thanked him softly.
When the woman was talking to him, her demeanor was intimate and natural, presumably it should be his wife.