"Miss Xing, your Fifth Master is truly the most considerate and indulgent man in Nanbo Bay."
"Xing Yue, I’m so envious of you. I wish I had a boyfriend who was so attentive and knew how to admit mistakes and be sweet!"
"Miss Xing, Fifth Master has done so much for you, can’t you at least cut him some slack?"
Xing Yue looked at everyone speechlessly: "So easily bought off?"
Nangong Yu smiled, "Yue Er, they’re outsiders who can see my sincerity towards you."
Xing Yue gave him a deep look.
When the man said this, he was very earnest and sincere, and it was clear that he believed he was genuinely sincere.
Xing Yue pursed her lips, a barely noticeable sense of helplessness and hurt flashed in her eyes, and she said lightly, "Sincerity isn’t spoken with words."
Nangong Yu smiled, "I will also act well, as long as Yue Er gives me a chance."
Behind them came another round of admiration from the women.
A boyfriend who could handle such sarcasm and cold shoulder without getting angry, and still willing to continue being sweet, was really rare.
Miss Xing, please forgive him!
Xing Yue gracefully stepped forward, walking towards the car.
Just when everyone thought Xing Yue would gladly get into Nangong Yu’s car... who would have expected, she turned her steps, directly bypassed Nangong Yu’s car, and walked up to another low-key gray Maybach parked by the road, parallel to Nangong Yu’s, and knocked on the window: "Open the door."
From the driver’s seat of the Maybach, a tall man in a black trench coat stepped out.
He wore large sunglasses, obscuring his facial features, but one could sense he was a cold and distant man with strong defensive instincts.
Without a word, he silently walked around the front of the car, arrived at the rear seat, and opened the car door for Xing Yue.
His gloved hand supported the car roof to protect Xing Yue’s hair from touching it.
The socialites were stunned: "Ah, this..."
Xing Yue seamlessly entered the back seat of the car.
Once the man returned to the driver’s seat and started the car, she rolled down the window and waved to the socialites: "See you next time. I have to go home now."
The Maybach, with ample horsepower, sped away in a cloud of dust.
Nangong Yu watched the woman leave indifferently, his smile finally freezing a bit.
Miss Zhou cleared her throat to comfort him: "Fifth Master, you know, don’t you? That’s her bodyguard. Her grandfather hired him for her, and he’s been with her for a few years."
Nangong Yu: "I know."
The sunshine returned to the man’s face, "Before, it was my fault for making Yue Er angry and leaving home for over a year. No matter what, she’s back in the capital; that’s a good start. Thank you all today for speaking on my behalf. Farewell, everyone!" Read complete versıon only at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
As everyone watched Nangong Yu optimistically leave, they were filled with speculation—
Wouldn’t the princess choose the prince?
Especially a prince with such a good temper, clearly someone obedient after marriage. What could be better than marrying into a wealthy family with Fifth Master?
Otherwise, would she marry Fourth Master, a terrifying King Yan?
Of course, if there was a choice, Mr. Bo would be better, but Mr. Bo isn’t interested in women and wouldn’t choose them anyway.
Sending Zuzi back to the hotel, Bao Gucheng sneezed twice, neither too big nor too small.
Zuzi laughed, "Someone’s talking about Xiao Chenger. Didn’t expect Xiao Chenger to be so popular at the socialite party, attracting so much female attention?"
Bao Gucheng’s eyelids twitched: "Zu Er is more popular. Phone." Clearly, it’s her who’s attracting attention, right? Resentful!
Zuzi’s watch started ringing.
She answered the call with a smile: "Hmm?"
The voice of Qin Tao came nervously over the phone: "Zuzi, is it too late to call you? There’s something I’m not sure if I should ask..."