"Of course, only Lady Qing standing by Seventh Young Master's side is a Princess; anyone else would forever be only a Maid."
Yu Xuran met Yu Wanqing's gaze, his lips slightly curling upward.
Yu Wanqing hooked her lips, a fathomless color fleeting through the depths of her eyes.
...
In the hotel apartment, two people who never thought themselves as heavy sleepers slept straight through for over three hours.
It's unclear whether they were truly exhausted or simply intoxicated with each other's presence, unwilling to awaken.
The phone call from Chi He woke the two up from the bed.
Gu Beicheng slightly furrowed his brows, changing the position of the girl in his arms to hold her tighter.
He stretched out his long arm, picked up the phone from the bedside table, and connected immediately.
"Seventh Young Master, Lady Qing has been abducted from the hospital..."
Not wanting to scare the girl in his arms, Gu Beicheng immediately hung up the call.
