Jian Lecheng has always been sharp-tongued, and today, having received the Crown Princess Consort's permission, plus he genuinely can't stand Lai Jiajia, he arrogantly began, "The only man in the world better than me is the Crown Prince."
As soon as these words were spoken, Leng Yu Yan smiled lightly.
Ms. He started sweating on her brow: "Young Master, what are you saying? Our Jiajia and Young Master are destined to have no fate, so please, Young Master, do not speak carelessly."
Lai Xuan snorted and stood aside.
Even a casual remark from Young Master could hit the mark on Lai Jiajia's thoughts.
How could the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess Consort, who are so intelligent, not guess?
Leng Yu Yan walked up to Lai Jiajia, raised her hand and gently stroked her face, "Jiajia has grown even prettier after coming of age, surely she deserves a good husband."
Lai Jiajia stared into Leng Yu Yan's eyes, "Sister, do you think so too?"
