Xuanyuan Ling had never expected Jiang Yu to answer him in such a way. They had already met twice; surely, as a prince, he couldn't be so easily forgotten? Or was she saying this on purpose to pique his interest and play hard to get?
Recalling Jiang Yu’s bold behavior at the Princess Mansion and the polo match, Xuanyuan Ling became increasingly convinced that she was doing it deliberately. Was she trying to capture his attention, or did she truly disdain to associate with a prince whose maternal family held no power? If it were the latter, Xuanyuan Ling wasn’t sure if he could stop himself from killing her. After all, anyone else could look down on him, but not Jiang Yu. As for why that was the case, he couldn’t say—he just knew it had to be so.
"Why? Is it inconvenient for you to say, sir? Never mind, then. Regardless, thank you for stepping in to help me just now." Jiang Yu looked at Xuanyuan Ling, her face a picture of pure, flawless innocence. Her features were naturally delicate, and her small, pale face made her look incredibly fragile. Coupled with the innocent expression she had adopted, she appeared to be nothing more than a simple-minded, vulnerable woman.
Chapter 60