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Chapter 687 Angels and Demons

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    Xia Yuwan's eyes tightened, and she stared motionlessly at the face under the man's mask. She was so surprised that her red lips were slightly opened, and her teeth were half exposed.

    "Why, why?"

    The face in front of him is simply the coexistence of a devil and an angel. There are eight pits on his left cheek, and the veins are like wrinkles, spreading from the temple to the chin.

    It was like a forked branch, spreading over the entire half of the cheek, covered in blue and purple, as ugly as an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

    As for the other half of her cheek, before she had time to look at it, the man covered it with his hand in time.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Can be vaguely seen is a tall and straight bridge of the nose, and below is a sexy and tangible thin lips, which are now tightly pressed into a straight line.

    He hurriedly picked up the white mask that fell on the ground and brought it to his face. He didn't have time to say a word to Xia Yuwan and ran towards the hall in a panic.

    As he was running, a small rubber band fell from his hand.

    Xia Yuwan stared at the rubber band of the little cherry on the floor for a long time, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, and she knelt down to pick it up.

    After looking at it carefully, a wave of shock suddenly set off in her heart, as if a storm suddenly came on a sunny summer day, catching her by surprise.

    Isn¡¯t this something Xiaoxiao gave her?

    Why is it on this man?

    Who is he?

    Could it be the person in your dream?

    Thinking of this, Xia Yu turned around to look for the man, but the latter had disappeared into the crowd.

    She looked around and saw all kinds of gorgeous skirts of different colors intertwined with men's suits in the ballroom.

    The dance has begun.

    It¡¯s time for her to go back.

    *

    On the other side, Fu Jueshen ran all the way to the end of the corridor on the second floor. Because there was no one here, the lights were not turned on.

    The floor of the ancient-style attic is made of wood, and a pale waning moon hangs on the roof with cornices.

    The moon is as thin as a cat's paw.

    His tall figure leaned against the wall and crouched in the corner.

    The silvery white moonlight shines on his white mask, like a ghost in winter, as desolate and lonely.

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    A drop of clear tears fell from the bottom of the mask, hitting the wooden floor with a slight sound.

    The night wind blew his hair on the temples, and two silver-white hairs suddenly sprang out, reflecting a dazzling light under the moonlight.

    Fu Jueshen has never felt as cowardly as he did just now.

    Inferiority, unwillingness, fearthese have always been things that he disdained as a born rich man and a self-proclaimed strong man.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that it would become his lingering shadow in the end.

    After a few minutes, he stretched out a long, slender hand with clear joints and slowly took off the mask on his face.

    Let your entire ugly face be exposed to the pure white moonlight, as if hoping that it can purify your inferiority and ugliness.

    Unfortunately, this is just his naive idea after all.

    How could it be washed away?

    This face has been ruined, so ugly that he would scare himself every time he looked in the mirror.

    In the past, Fu Jueshen was so confident that he never had to look in the mirror. He could confidently raise his head and declare that he had created the legend of the Fu family step by step and with his strength.

    But when Xia Yuwan saw his face just now, the shock and confusion in her eyes, as well as her tangled eyebrows, were undoubtedly not telling him that she was afraid!

    She is afraid of herself!

    This was more heartbreaking than the heart-burning pain Fu Jueshen had to endure every day. At that moment, all the blood in his body was flowing backwards, and his spine was chilling.

    She was afraid of her face every night.

    When she looked at him, her eyes were strange and calm, as if she were looking at an ordinary person.

    She couldn¡¯t recognize that she was Fu Jueshen at all.

    This face is simply not worthy of her who is so charming.

    But he didn¡¯t want to give up. Even if she was afraid of him, he couldn¡¯t suppress his heart and wanted to get closer to her, and his eyes couldn¡¯t help but focus on her.

    What should he do?

    Giving up is unwillingness and giving up.To gain and move forward is to feel inferior and cowardly.

    Just when Fu Jueshen was suffering from the torture of his soul, there was a sound of "ta-da-da" coming from the stairs.

    It¡¯s the sound of clogs on the stairs.

    Listening to the voices, one behind the other, it should be two people coming.

    It was particularly loud in this deserted attic.

    In an instant, he cheered up, quickly put on his mask, and cast his gaze towards the dark staircase.

    Afraid of being discovered, Fu Jueshen's figure quietly turned toward the side railing, his body pressed against the wall, and his feet stepped on the water pipe, hiding himself perfectly.

    Soon, the two people walked to where he was just now.

    His heart beat faster because he was worried that the two people would continue to walk forward. When he was sweating profusely, the footsteps stopped.

    What followed was a familiar voice, a woman's voice, sexy and proud, full of the aura of a royal sister.

    "We've arrived in Japan. This time we have to keep a close eye on Xia Yu and I can't let her escape again.

    The three familiar words made Fu Jueshen's eyes light up. When he turned his head and wanted to see the two people clearly, he only heard another man's voice.

    "I know. But that old guy Ito seems to be eyeing the picture in Xia Yuwan's hand."

    "Ahaha, isn't this bad? Let the old guy take action in front of us. Let's wait and see from the other side first, and finally reap the benefits."

    "You are right, let's hold our troops for now."

    "Well, let Mingzhu do some ideological work for the old guy, and start as soon as possible!"

    "But I'm worried about Jiuluan"

    "He has already created a rift with Xia Yuwan. What we have to do next is to make this rift grow bigger and bigger."

    "I see!"

    "Well, let's go down."

    As the woman finished her last words, the clicking sound sounded again in the night.

    The man left.

    ? And women don¡¯t.

    She was still standing there, stepping on her clogs and walked to the railing. Less than one meter away from her was where Fu Jueshen was hiding.

    As long as she looks slightly to one side or looks down the railing, she will definitely find clues.

    But women don¡¯t.

    She closed her eyes and enjoyed the night wind blowing on her face, blowing up the bright red evening dress on her body and flying behind her slender figure.

    As beautiful as the Queen of the Night.

    Fu Jueshen has been hanging on the wall for a long time. His arms gradually felt sore and numb, and large beads of sweat flowed down his forehead to his chin.

    Finally, it dripped onto the collar and disappeared without a trace.

    He couldn't help but turned his head and looked at the woman. At this moment, the moon happened to be hidden in the clouds.

    There was darkness in the attic.

    Total darkness.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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