"Which one of these... do you think is good?"
The always proud Prince Nangong was actually seeking Qin Yi’s opinion on a na.
Qin Yi couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.
He’s soone who’s more used to handling guns, how would he know about such matters?
However, he understood that the Young Master could have hired a professional to co up with the na, but he chose to do it personally because of his deep feelings for the Young Mistress.
As he glanced at the last option, he couldn’t help but brighten up slightly.
"Ling Nuan City..."
"Do you also think this one is good?" Nangong Yaoling pressed his lips: "I also quite like this one. But I’m worried Xiaonuan won’t like it. Is it not romantic? Too rigid? Uh... or maybe Xiaonuan will think adding my na is too self-centered?" He rembered that Xiaonuan always complained about him being too domineering.
Several lines of stress appeared on Qin Yi’s forehead.
He quickly lowered his head and said, "Young Master... I really don’t understand these things..." He paused, adding: "But the last one, it has both your nas, and it feels so warm. It represents your sentint and has a special aning, so I think the Young Mistress will... probably like it."
Nangong Yaoling reached out and touched his chin.
"Alright... let’s temporarily na it ’Ling Nuan City’. If Xiaonuan doesn’t like it, she can choose another one then."
Qin Yi nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, Crown Prince."
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In the eting room with over twenty people, Liang Shaochen was seated at the leading position.
Just then, the phone on the table suddenly lit up.
The man picked up the phone and slowly answered.
"Hello."
"Is this Mr. Liang? I’m Qi Yue."
Qi Yue sat in her room, having just showered, still with a headband around her hair, asking nervously.
Liang Shaochen slightly frowned.
Qi Yue rarely contacted him; could it be about Xiaonuan?
"What’s the matter?" he asked indifferently.
"It’s like this, I... I have sothing very important... can I speak to you in person?"
Liang Shaochen thought back to the scene at the hospital, seeing Qi Yue.
He nodded.
"Okay. I have ti this afternoon."
"Ah, great!" Qi Yue said excitedly: "I’ll call you then, okay?"
"Mm."
After hanging up, Liang Shaochen folded his hands on the table.
In his heart, a small ripple seed to stir.
Could it be, Xiaonuan has said sothing to her? Or last ti at the hospital, did she tell Xiaonuan that he had been there?
Actually, that day he intended to see her.
But outside the door, seeing the childcare book in her hands, he felt particularly stung. Especially watching her marking it seriously.
It seed she was recovering quite well.
Thus, his worries were unnecessary. She didn’t need his greetings at all...
Liang Shaochen stood outside the door watching her for quite a while, every expression and gesture was etched in his mory.
That serious her, that frail yet strong her, that cold and unfeeling her...
However, each version of her seed to have already pushed him out of her world entirely.
He inhaled the scent of the flowers in his hands, he had never given flowers to a woman before, except her.
He thought he could forget Qiqi.
Yet, more often, he realized the mories in his mind weren’t just of Qiqi.
But more so, of Xia Xiaonuan ten years later.
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