The Undefined Love

Lifen was greeted by someone from behind, "Hello, pretty lady". She turned to look at him. Her brows raised slightly in confusion, "Sorry, but do we know each other".

The guy shook his head, "No, but I think we can get to know each other if we talk". He put a warm smile on his lips. He continued, "I am Li Jingche".

Lifen thought to herself, "Isn't the high class parties work like this. The people attending these parties rarely have any acquaintance with each other. They often attend these parties to show off their social status and widen their contacts with each other. But was it right for me to do the same". She gazed in the direction of Deming, he was whispering something in the lady's ears and then a soft cunning smile ran over his lips.

She diverted her gaze back to the guy standing in front of her. She mumbled again to herself, "It's pretty normal to talk in a public gathering. And I am getting bored too. If he can enjoy dance with a random girl, how come it will be wrong for her to talk to guy, who himself initiated a talk". The warm smile on the guy's face made him a little comforta

She shook off her thoughts aside and gently smiled. Seeing a gentle smile on her face, the boy was mesmerized. The boy didn't remember, when was the last time, he has witnessed such a beautiful smile.

"So, this is your first time in this type of social gathering", he asked plainly to initiate a conversation between them.

"Yeah, but how did you know? Is it written on my face?", she said in a joking manner.

"Hahahaha, it's not like that. It's not written on your face, it's just that you look very pure in heart", he said nonchalantly.

"Oh Is that so, I thought there was some flaw in my makeup"

"Makeup? Have you applied it, I thought you haven't. You look so natural", he teased her to make her more comfortable.

Both of them laughed. But right at that moment someone was glaring them and fuming inside.

The cold glare sent a strange chillness to Li Jingche, he looked around him but couldn't figure it out. He again looked at Lifen, "Hey your glass got empty, let me get you a glass of juice".

"No need. I will help myself", she smiled gently and turned in the direction of the dance floor.

Seeing her turn toward the dance floor, Deming thought that she was going to look at him but instead she took another glass of soft drink from a waiter.

She continued chatting with Li Jingche. She was smiling and chatting comfortable with him. The way they were interacting doesn't seem that they were new to each other.

Deming's eyes was filled with annoyance. Few minutes before, he was enjoying the jealousy in Lifen's eyes but now it seems to be faded away. She was not glancing him and chatting comfortably with some other guy. This irked him.

He was fuming in anger. He was glaring them deeply. The lady dancing with him can sense the coldness around him. "Is there a problem, Mr.Wang", she asked softly maintaining her composure.

Not getting any response to her question, she followed his cold glare which was directed to none other than the girl came with him before.

"Ohh, seems like the girl who have accompanied you before is now interested in someone else. It's not her fault, she is not someone who belongs to our class. Coming to such a high class banquet and surrounded by so many good looking rich guys, she might have thought about her bright future", she chuckled blatantly.

When she turned to look back at Deming, she flinched. The cold eyes which were glaring someone else few moments before was now shooting daggers at her.

His glare was enough to cut her tongue for uttering such rubbish, "That's it. You can leave now". She was confused but didn't dare to question him.

He looked back in the direction where Lifen was standing, but she was now nowhere there. And even the guy who was standing with her and flirting with her was not there.

His eyes darkened emitting the darkness of hell. His cold dark eyes swept across the whole banquet but he couldn't find her.

Seeing his dark eyes and furious expression, no one dared to go close to him or even utter a single word. Soon there was a pin-drop silence in the entire banquet only a soft music was playing in the banquet.

He glared at the staff who was responsible for the sound and music and in the next instant the music was turned off.

With long strides, he walked down the dance stage and took his phone out, "Murphy, prepare the car. We will leave soon".

Murphy was baffled. But before he cout respond to him, the call was disconnected. "What's again with him?", he sighed.