Ye Hua?
Lin Yuan was taken aback, staring blankly at Little Peach, finding this na Ye Hua sowhat...
"Ye Hua? Doesn’t sound familiar at all!"
Lin Yuan tilted her head, looking perplexed. This made Little Peach so anxious she seed to be clawing at her own heart, fidgeting uncomfortably and shaking her head repeatedly to correct: "Not Ye Hua, it’s Ye Hua, the Celestial Crown Prince Ye Hua!"
As she spoke, she even anxiously grabbed Lin Yuan’s small hand and wrote the na Ye Hua several tis in her palm.
But no matter how she wrote it, Lin Yuan still looked completely clueless, even scratching her head and asking with a hint of amusent: "Celestial Crown Prince? Where’s that?"
Pfft!
Little Peach felt like she was about to cough up a mouthful of blood. Lin Yuan’s expression didn’t look feigned; she genuinely didn’t know the Celestial Crown Prince Ye Hua!
Actually doesn’t know? Doesn’t know? Oh my goodness! Who across the lands doesn’t know their uncle?
Wait a minute!
A thought flashed through Little Peach’s mind. Could it be that this young lady doesn’t know about her uncle because she’s into young fresh at?
Little Peach’s eyes widened, she scrutinized Lin Yuan seriously and thought, so this girl is such an innocently cute young lady!
"Never mind not knowing Ye Hua. To , that Celestial Crown Prince isn’t worth ntioning compared to the unparalleled beauty and exceptional abilities of Princess Pingxi."
Little Peach waved her hands dismissively, her gaze intensifying as she continued: "I know plenty of great n, I’ll find you an even better match. Hmm, what about the cute and handso Xiao Lu? A bit dopey and silly, but very good-looking and ambitious too! Don’t judge by his youthful appearance, but..."
"No, no."
Before Little Peach could finish, Lin Yuan was already waving her hands to interrupt: "A grown man, cute and handso is fine, but ’good-looking’? No, no, Princess Pingxi prefers n who are more masculine."
Little Peach grinned awkwardly, her heart pounding. Had she misunderstood again?
"No, no, I might not have phrased it quite right, not ’good-looking’, just very handso, extrely debonair and charming. Ah, don’t be impatient, these n are all my idols! Why don’t you like any of them? Princess, tell what kind of man you actually like, so I can find soone suitable for you!"
Little Peach prattled on without pause, causing Lin Yuan to feel as if her eardrums were about to burst from the chatter.
Just as she was becoming increasingly exasperated and unsure of what mistake she had made, Butler Zhou hurriedly ran in from outside.
Yes, he ran inside!
Butler Zhou was a bit older than Lin Jiaxin, so for him to rush in so urgently ant it was definitely not a trivial matter.
Indeed, before he even made it into the living room, Butler Zhou had begun to shout loudly: "Miss, miss, there’s a man outside, very, a particularly handso man!"
No sooner had Butler Zhou finished speaking than Lin Yuan was about to respond when Little Peach, who had been murmuring until then, suddenly fell silent. With a look of shock, she stood up from her seat, her eyes wide as she asked: "Is he expressionless?"
Butler Zhou was taken aback, not sure whether to say yes or no. After all, that man looked to be of an extraordinary status. If he bluntly agreed that the man was expressionless, and if that inadvertently offended a person of high rank, wouldn’t it bring disaster to the Lin family?
"This, um, that..."
Butler Zhou glanced at Lin Yuan, then at Little Peach, and was at a loss for words.
However, there was no need for any more explanations, as a man dressed in a dark purple robe with black boots suddenly appeared before Lin Yuan.
This man walked so steadily that there was hardly any sound, and even his boots didn’t pick up a speck of dust from the yard, remaining spotlessly clean.
When this man appeared in the Lin family’s courtyard, everyone felt as if the air in the entire yard had beco stagnant. Even Xia Zheng, who was pale due to vomiting, couldn’t help but frown and narrowed his eyes with a dangerous glint.
Indeed, as Little Peach said, this man was an expressionless face.
He Liansheng did not enter the living room; instead, he was blocked at the entrance by Xia Zheng.
Both n were of a similar stature, but Xia Zheng was obviously younger, and their auras were distinctly different.
If Xia Zheng was considered sowhat of a cunning little fox with a penchant for wealth, then this expressionless man in front of them was like a tiger or leopard, unassuming but formidable. As the two confronted each other, the static tension in the air grew heavier.
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