Princess Ling'an was suddenly overjoyed.
However, out of composure, she did not approach immediately, but instead took a seat at another table. While her maid was ordering tea, she was glancing out of the window, but her attention was solely on the handsome figure of the man outside.
The man was sipping his tea while reading a book. His head was down, the profile of his face revealing a strong and well-defined bone structure.
Princess Ling'an had always detested bookworms. But even watching this man read had her heart pounding within her chest.
Especially incredible was the feeling of being caught by his strong, broad shoulders when she fell from the building earlier.
His scent filled her nose.
It was a reassuring and thrilling feeling she had never experienced before.
By the time she finished her pot of tea and two to three plates of snacks, with her stomach filled to satisfaction, the candidate that she was meant to meet had not shown up yet.