Chapter 185 Li Ruochu and Feng Yizhou pass by each other

However, Li Ruochu was prepared. She just turned sideways nimbly and nimbly avoided Long Yihuan's hand.

Afterwards, Li Ruochu put on a gentle smile again, naturally and intimately took Li Mingzhu's arm, and said softly: "Mom, let's go!"

There was a hint of comfort in her tone, as if the previous incident had not affected her mood.

Amid Long Yihuan's panicked expression, the two people turned around gracefully and walked towards other places.

Long Yihuan stood there, watching their departing backs, feeling shocked and angry.

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his nails dug deeply into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks.

Coming to the corner, Li Mingzhu took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger and excitement that Long Yihuan had just provoked.

She turned her head and looked at Li Ruochu with gratitude in her eyes. She said with a trembling voice, "Thank you, kid!"

At this moment, Li Mingzhu felt more and more that the girl in front of her truly possessed the temperament and demeanor of a rich lady.

In comparison, Long Yihuan is arrogant, domineering and unreasonable, so she is not worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy family.

"Don't forget, I'm Ji Wuyou now. What daughter wouldn't protect her mother?" Li Ruochu responded with a smile, her smile as warm as the spring sun.

She gently helped Li Mingzhu sit down, her movements gentle and considerate.

Then he walked to the table nearby, poured a glass of water, and carefully handed it to Li Mingzhu, and continued: "The reason why Long Yihuan dares to be so unscrupulous is entirely because he has the support of the Long family. Don't worry, sooner or later, you will avenge Ji Wuchen!"

There was determination in her eyes, as if she was making a promise to Li Mingzhu and also cheering herself up.

For some reason, ever since he stepped into the ballroom, many blurry images kept flashing through Li Ruochu's mind.

Those images played quickly in her mind like a slide show.

The picture seems to be the scene of myself playing here when I was a child. Everything around me is both strange and familiar.

Especially the swimming pool. When her eyes swept over it, a strong sense of familiarity came over her.

But this is clearly a Zhao family banquet. If she is really Long Yihuan, then what is her relationship with the people of the Zhao family?

Question after question was tangled in Li Ruochu's mind like a tangled mess, making her confused.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of confusion and thought.

Everything here seemed to hide countless secrets, and she seemed to be in a huge mystery, with every new discovery only leading to more unknowns.

However, now that she had come here, she secretly made up her mind that she could work hard to find Feng Yizhou while investigating her own life experience and solving the confusion that lingered in her mind.

At the same time, Long Yihuan completely ignored Long Moyang's instructions, and his mind and eyes were full of Feng Yizhou.

Her eyes were fixed on Feng Yizhou, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey, and she couldn't wait to come to Feng Yizhou again.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes full of caution and expectation, and asked softly: "Brother Huai, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. Can I have a good chat with you?"

Her voice was as soft as a feather, trying to soften Feng Yizhou's attitude with this gentle gesture.

"There is nothing to discuss between you and me," Feng Yizhou frowned slightly, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he responded coldly, "If you feel wronged, you can go to my grandmother. After all, it was she who made the engagement with your Long family."

His tone was flat and distant, as if he was deliberately distancing himself from Long Yihuan.

Feng Yizhou really didn't want to say anything more to this woman. Whenever he saw her talking to him with that face that was extremely similar to Li Ruochu, an indescribable feeling of awkwardness welled up in his heart.

This face should have belonged to Chuchu, whom he loved deeply, but now it was occupied by Long Yihuan, which made him feel full of resistance and disgust.

Feng Yizhou turned slightly, his eyes avoiding Long Yihuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Just when Long Yihuan was about to continue speaking in an attempt to regain Feng Yizhou's attention, Feng Yizhou didn't even look at her.

He simply reached out and picked up the mask beside him, put it on his face with quick and decisive movements, and then walked away without hesitation.

His steps were quick and firm, as if there was some ferocious beast chasing him from behind, and he just wanted to get away from Long Yihuan as quickly as possible.

At this moment, Li Ruochu's mind was full of searching for those vague memories. She was thinking about checking if she could remember anything about the swimming pool.

So she followed the crowd and slowly walked towards the swimming pool.

There was a hint of concentration and anticipation in her eyes, and her steps were light yet a little anxious, as if the key clue to solving the mystery of her life was hidden by the swimming pool.

Feng Yizhou and Li Ruchu, one on the left and the other on the right, slowly approached each other in the bustling crowd.

The guests around were chatting and laughing, colorful lights were flowing around them, and the sounds of music and laughter were intertwined.

Just as the two of them passed each other, Li Ruochu's nostrils moved slightly, and suddenly he smelled a familiar scent.

The smell was like a soft silk thread that instantly entangled her heart and made her heart tremble violently.

She looked back subconsciously, her eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

A band was passing by in a hurry, the musicians were holding instruments in their hands and walking hurriedly. Their costumes were bright and eye-catching, and they were particularly conspicuous in the crowd, but Li Ruochu just glanced at them quickly and did not find the familiar figure that she had been thinking about.

Li Ruochu suddenly felt a little gloomy in her heart, and the feeling of loss that surged from the bottom of her heart overwhelmed her like a tide.

She lowered her head slightly, a self-deprecating smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

She secretly laughed at herself in her heart, did she miss him so much that she had hallucinations?

She shook her head gently, trying to get rid of this unrealistic idea from her mind, and then continued to walk towards the swimming pool, her steps seeming heavier than before.

And the moment Feng Yizhou passed by Li Ruchu, he seemed to be restrained by some invisible force.

He suddenly felt as if a pair of burning eyes were staring at him. That gaze seemed to carry some special emotion, which made his heart beat faster for no reason.

He turned around instantly and searched the crowd with sharp eyes.

However, apart from the guests coming and going, everyone was still immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the ball, and there was nothing special about it.

Feng Yizhou frowned slightly, feeling a little confused, but he couldn't tell why.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and continued walking forward.

It's just that strange feeling in my heart that lingers all the time...