Chapter 21 The cold-blooded emperor who was decisive in killing others looked at the dancing white swans

Wen Duo looked at this sentence with some confusion.

What is one-way glass?

Is there one-way glass?

Wen Duo came to the mirror and gently stroked the mirror surface with her slender fingers.

The girl in the mirror has a delicate face, her long black hair tied into a simple bun, revealing her slender neck.

The white training suit wrapped around her slender body, making her look like a swan that could flap its wings and fly away at any time.

This is clearly a mirror, how could it be glass?

The barrage did not continue this topic, as if the previous sentence was just her hallucination.

Maybe the comments were talking about other things, like the window next to you.

It was indeed one-way there, and people outside couldn't see inside, but she could see the scenery outside the window.

So Wen Duo didn't think much about it and continued to practice basic skills.

The toes draw a graceful arc on the floor, and the body stretches out like a slowly blooming flower.

The next day, Wen Duo got up to eat, but saw Ji Huaishen, who should have gone to the company long ago, sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at documents.

It seems that he has very little work today and he didn't even go to the company.

Wen Duo thought so, but she didn't think much about it. Instead, she finished her meal, took a rest, and then continued to go to the dance studio.

But for several days in a row, Ji Huaishen stayed at home abnormally.

He would either be working on documents in the study, or sitting in the living room watching the news or working on his laptop.

What's more, strangely, the barrage has disappeared recently, and she has no way of knowing from the barrage whether Ji Huaishen stayed at home because he finished his work or for something else.

Forget it, even if she knew, she couldn't ask.

After all, she probably doesn't know.

Her top priority now is to practice dancing well, after all, the competition will be held in a month.

.......

The warm-up is almost done, we can practice simple ballet today.

So Wenduo connected her mobile phone to the speakers nearby, played "The Nutcracker" and started practicing.

Because they were going to dance today, Wen Duo, who couldn't wear a formal dance dress, put on a white gauze skirt over her training clothes, which looked like a simple version of a ballet costume.

Wen Duo originally planned to wear the ballet costume directly, but she thought about her allergies and couldn't let it affect her practice, so she had to do this for now.

As the music started, Wenduo tapped the floor with her toes, and the light fabric fluttered slightly with her movements, like a snowflake that would melt at any time.

The training suit fits tightly around her slender waist, outlining her graceful curves.

She raised her arms, her fingertips reaching toward the ceiling, and her body stretched out like a rose slowly blooming in the morning light.

The girl in the mirror danced in sync with her, her long black hair flying as she spun, her white gauze skirt drawing graceful arcs.

Every spin and every jump brings a long-lost sense of joy.

At some point, the barrage appeared.

Meibao dances so beautifully, just like the dancing figure in the music box.

[Yeah, I never watched ballet before, but I was attracted by Meibao’s dance.]

Looking at the comments in the barrage, Wen Duo's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

She liked the feeling of being watched, as if she was standing on a real stage, so she danced even harder, striving for perfection in every movement.

The music entered a more relaxing section, and Wen Duo took the opportunity to glance at the barrage, only to find that the content had completely changed.

[Ouch, the male protagonist finally couldn't help it]

[Ga g g g, Xiao Shen, please stand up!]

Wenduo's dance steps paused slightly.

Is Ji Huaishen here?

As she spun, she quickly scanned the entire dance studio - there was no one else except her and her reflection in the mirror.

[Hey, do you think the male lead will do that to Meibao? Anyway, this is a one-way mirror, she can't see it.]

[It seems.....it was in the original plot, but now, I’m not sure.]

[Of course, how could the male protagonist possibly hold back?]

One-way mirror?

Wen Duo's heart skipped a beat and her dance steps almost went wrong.

She forced herself to focus on the music, but her thoughts were a jumbled mess.

She didn't quite understand what a one-way mirror meant. Wasn't it the window privacy mirror?

Could it be...

Wen Duo looked at the mirror in front of her, and the barrage of comments popped up next to her at the same time.

[Behind the mirror is a small secret room. What Meibao sees is a mirror, while the secret room is made of glass. The male protagonist is now in the secret room, watching Meibao dance.]

[A cold-blooded emperor who is decisive in killing others looks at the dancing white swans, one black, one white. Author, you are so good!]

This barrage of comments rang out in Wen Duo's ears like a thunderclap, and her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

Ji Huaishen...has been in the secret room next door, watching her through the one-way mirror?

She suddenly remembered that Ji Huaishen had been staying at home abnormally these days, always "working" in the study or living room. It turned out that he was... observing her?

The cold reflection on the mirror suddenly became strange, as if a pair of eyes were penetrating the thin glass and burning her back.

This realization made her legs go weak.

The force on the toes suddenly became unbalanced, and the ankle twisted violently to the outside.

"ah!"

The sharp pain shot up his calf like lightning, and Wen Duo fell to the right.

She subconsciously tried to steady herself, but her legs had no strength at all.

His knees hit the wooden floor hard, making a dull sound that made his teeth ache.

【Fuck, my sister fell down! 】

[The male protagonist jumped up directly from the chair]

[Ahhh, how could my sister fall? It hurts just hearing that!]

Wenduo curled up on the floor, tears instantly welling up in her eyes.

She held her right ankle and could clearly feel the swelling spreading rapidly under her skin.

"It hurts so much..." She bit her lower lip and whimpered, trying to stand up with her left foot, but the pain made her vision go black.

No, my ankle is severely sprained and I can’t get up at all.

Almost at the same time, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Is it...Ji Huaishen knocking on the door?