"Nan... Nan... Nangong Crown Prince?" The man's eyes widened in surprise, and he stuttered as he spoke. Seeing Qin Yi and a few bodyguards behind him, there was no need to doubt further. His legs suddenly went weak, and with a thud, he collapsed onto the floor.
And when Xia Xiaonuan heard this title, she suddenly felt a chill all over her body.
She finally understood that it was his scent, the familiar aroma from her memory, so clear and real.
She slowly opened her eyes. Through the gaps between her fingers, she saw a tall figure standing right in front of her. Despite the difficulty, she couldn't help but slowly lower her hands from her face.
Her gaze traced up his straight, expensive tailored suit, the meticulously tied tie, the collar, and then his Adam's apple... that tense, elegantly and mesmerizingly lined jaw, then his lips... The next second, she met his eyes.
