No one could understand why a princely heir of a First-rank Marquis would care so much about the daughter of a merchant who makes a public appearance, even often protecting her outside.
"Thank you this time, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to handle it!" Yang Xiudan walked with the man by the lakeside, the breeze blowing, presenting a picturesque scene of a handsome man and pretty woman on an outing. However, the beauty seemed only twelve or thirteen years old, yet her current demeanor already hinted at future captivating allure.
"Do we need to say thank you between us? If it weren't for the accounting method you taught me last time, I wouldn't have been able to complete the task assigned by Your Majesty so quickly. They were just a ragtag group who saw you lacked backing, and everyone wanted to intervene. You should have told me earlier." Duan Lin looked at the girl beside him, his eyes filled with admiration. Every time he saw her, she brought him a sense of novelty.
