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n‘Was he… was he making a move on me?’

nLuo Qianqian scratched her head to hide her true feelings, “Murong Yun, I’m sure you are here to see Prime Minister Luo, yeah? So, see you next time.”

n‘Hmm, want to flee?’

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nThe next second, Murong Yun caught hold of Luo Qianqian’s hand, such a small and skinny hand.

n‘She referred her own father as Prime Minister Luo, she does not want to call him father. What has she gone through?’

nMurong Yun was attracted by this girl in front of her, especially that pair of sparkling eyes.

nMurong Yun would not feel the same way for the real Luo Qianqian, she was merely a poor girl in his eyes.

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nBut this girl, who had always hided her ability deliberately and sometimes played dumb in front of people, had captured his heart.

n“Murong Yun, let go of me.” Luo Qianqian struggled, yet she failed.

n‘What the heck? I just want to go to my room and get some rest!’

nMurong Yun did not care how Luo Qianqian was screaming, he whispered at her ear, “Come with me.”

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nWhat? Why? She knew she was not welcome!

nLuo Qianqian even said that loud and clear to Murong Yun, she knew she should not play dumb in front of a smart one like Murong Yun.

nYet Murong Yun replied gently, “We need to talk business with him.”

n“What business? I just want some rest.”

nMurong Yun stroked her head affectionately, “Don’t you want your betrothal gifts, my princess-to-be?”

n“What?” Luo Qianqian did not get it, and she did not hear how Murong Yun addressed her.

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n“You don’t want your betrothal gifts?” explained Murong Yun patiently, for the first time in his life.

nBetrothal gifts?!

nWhy not! So he was here to talk about betrothal gifts with Prime Minister Luo?

nLuo Qianqian’s eyes were so sparkling now, ka-ching! But she suppressed her delight, “I… I don’t care about betrothal gifts, but I’m going with you, only because I want to take a walk.”

nMurong Yun was speechless.

nMoney weighed more in her heart than him in her heart, yeah?

n“Qianqian… …”, Lin Zimo was grieved seeing this.

nShe was engaged to his Brother Eighth, the person who he respected the most! If only… if only he had came back earlier to stop this engagement!

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nIn the hall.

nPrince Eighth came to visit right after Doctor Lin said goodbye.

n“Please sit in the seat of honor, Prince Eighth.” Prime Minister Luo said respectfully.

nPrime Minister Luo now had to smile at Luo Qianqian due to the presence of Murong Yun.

n“Go prepare the best tea and cakes.” demanded Prime Minister Luo.

nLuo Qianqian kept at an arm’s length from Murong Yun, she was enjoying some tea and exquisite cakes, she was having a good time.

nLuo Qianqian would never say no to good food.

nShe did not mind appearing as a pushover or a fool, as long as she could reach her goal in the end.

nXiao Yue had reminded her several times by her ear, “Please behave more elegantly, my lady!” Xiao Yue found it baffling that her lady behaved like a changed person not only to Doctor Lin , but also to Prince Eighth who she used to run away from.

nBut her lady did seem to be happier this way.

nShe was worried for Lin Zimo though, she knew how much Lin Zimo loved her lady.

nLuo Qianqian did not find Murong Yun was not alone until now, there was a bodyguard called Feng Qing standing next to Murong Yun, who also looked cold, just like his master.

nShe was glad her Xiao Yue was as likeable as her.

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n“Prime Minister Luo, my master is here today to discuss the matter of betrothal gifts with you.” put in Feng Qing, Murong Yun’s subordinate.

nPrime Minister Luo was surprised, little could he imagine Prince Eighth would pay a visit himself just for matters like betrothal gifts, he thought Prince Eighth just agreed this engagement due to the imperial edict.

n‘Has Prince Eighth really taken a fancy to Luo Qianqian?’

n‘No way! That was impossible! Prince Eighth was doing this to win my support in court, that must be it!’

nFeng Qing rolled his eyes in his heart, he knew how Prime Minister Luo had treated his own daughter, Luo Qianqian. He loathed Prime Minister Luo, but he could not express that.

n“What gifts do you think are proper?” asked Feng Qing in a rigid tone.

nLuo Qianqian now was looking Murong Yun up and down, this man, who behaved affectionately and smoothly when they were alone, now he pulled a poker face around other people. Interesting! An interesting character he was!

nShe used to doubt the saying “a beauty to feast your eyes on”, now she was doing it herself, she felt like she could just stare at Murong Yun forever.

nSeeing how her lady was diving in the cake plate, Xiao Yue reminded her again, “My lady, please leave that plate alone.”

nThere was no lady would binge on a cake plate in front of so many people, especially her fiance.

nPrime Minister Luo was such a hypercritical person, he looked at Luo Qianqian with a big smile on his face now, “I don’t mind matters like that, I’d like my daughter to make the decision, it is her wedding.”

nFeng Qing sneered in his heart, he and his master had seen this coming.

nFeng Qing relied, “Yes, Prime Minister Luo. I’ll ask the princess-to-be herself.”

nPrime Minister Luo was a bit dumbfounded, he was just being polite.

nBut he could not disagree with it at this point, he was sure Prince Eighth would not be generous to Luo Qianqian, he might as well leave this matter to herself.

n“That sounds great.” nodded Prime Minister Luo.

nLuo Qianqian was surprised, but anyway, she was happy she could make the decision, “Great, I’ll say any gift from you will make me happy, if you ask me, Prince Eighth.”

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