A Friend Was Coming to Beijing

A trace of chagrin flashed on Ye Wangchuan's face. He regretted listening to Qin Si's advice. Without much thought, he single-mindedly wanted to attract her attention by changing his dressing style like a fool.

But he quickly suppressed that emotion behind his deep eyes and switched the topic. "Do you have any plans for this afternoon? If you're free, my sister-in-law would like to eat with you."

"In the afternoon?" Qiao Nian lowered her head and thought for a moment. She then raised her eyes and said, "I don't have any plans. Where will we be going to eat?"

"What about the Imperial Mansion?"