Chapter 1379 - Placing A Ring On Her Finger (1/2)

Lu Yeming was dressed in all-black and standing ramrod straight. The darkness of the night only served to complement him, lending his handsome features an air of elegance and grace. As the dazzling fireworks lit up his chiseled features, it made him look like a sculpted work of art.

At this point, he had one hand in his pocket as his deep, almond-shaped eyes gazed quietly at her little face.

He watched her sadness. He watched her joy.

He watched her pure and innocent girlish manner.

Jun Xiqing was stunned. She had just made a wish to get a good husband. And he appeared before her. Previously at Sister Mo’er’s party, the two of them had picked the same red string.

Was this fate?

Jun Xiqing smiled. “President Lu, thank you. I am very happy today.

Lu Yeming remained silent.

At this moment, Ping Ping ran over. “Your Highness, let’s go in to have some cake.”

…

In the room.

Jun Xiqing blew out her candles. Fan Men and Ping Ping clapped vigorously. “Happy birthday!”

Raising the knife, Jun Xiqing cut into the cake. She never expected to pass her 23rd birthday in Country A. And to think that she had Fan Men and Ping Ping by her side. Not many people, but she felt relaxed and happy.

“Your Highness, this cake is delicious.” Ping Ping smiled.

“Well…” Fan Men looked at Ping Ping and pointed uncomfortably at a corner of her lips. “You have something there.”

Ping Ping’s sweet face turned red as she rapidly turned around to rub her lips.

Having witnessed this entire scene, Jun Xiqing playfully nudged Ping Ping and whispered, “Ping Ping, is there something going on between you two?”

What something? Ping Ping tugged at Jun Xiqing’s sleeve bashfully. “Your Highness, don’t talk nonsense.”

Cough. Jun Xiqing cleared her throat and put on a serious face. She then batted her lashes impishly. “Ping Ping, I noticed you and Fan Men exchanging looks the past few days. Fan Men are exceptional on all counts. If you are willing, I can give your hand to him. You are my top lady-in-waiting, he won’t dare to bully you. I’m sure he will treat you well for the rest of your life.”

Ping Ping glanced at Fan Men and bashfully buried her face into Jun Xiqing’s arms. “Your Highness, I am not going anywhere. I want to follow you forever.”

Hearing this, Jun Xiqing was very touched. She treated Ping Ping as a part of the family and so all the more she didn’t wish to delay Ping Ping’s lifelong happiness.

…

Jun Xiqing went next door. Lu Yeming was sitting on a leather work chair and reading some documents. As he did so, he was taking a puff from a cigarette that he held between two long fingers on his right hand.

The cigarette smoke blurred his handsome face, his expression focused as he smoked and tapped the ashes into an ashtray.

Jun Xiqing watched him quietly for a moment. He had been away from the palace for a long time and a lot of governing matters had been accumulated which required his attention. It seemed like he would be burning the midnight oil tonight.

Actually, in this road to political power, both of them bore heavy burdens. Too heavy. Having arrived at this high position, who would be able to live a life free of responsibilities and cares?

As if he felt her gaze, Lu Yeming lifted his eyes, and those almond-shaped eyes pierced through the smoke and landed on her face.

He closed the folder in his hands and placed the cigarette at the corner of his lips. Deep eyes watched her as he took a puff.

His eyes were bloodshot with weariness. The late-night atmosphere and this momentary respite gave him an air of elegant nonchalance. But one could still feel his irrepressible aura of dominance.

His gaze was mesmerizing.

Any woman would be completely besotted when she looked into his eyes.

Jun Xiqing walked over and handed a small plate to him. “My birthday cake. Have some.”

Lu Yeming turned to face her while still sitting in his black leather chair.

The two of them were not separated by anything. His strong back leaned against his chair while his two long longs stretched out.

He glanced at the cake and shook his head. “No.”

He didn’t like to eat sweet things.

Jun Xiqing looked at the cigarette in his hand and coughed.