Roy will never forget that shameful day.
The slave slapped him in front of everyone, admitted to the theft, and walked away!
Those stupid nobles in the banquet hall actually believed her even more!
"You should tell her to calm down," Wilson said.
"I'll take care of her for you," Calrisson said.
Roy: "…………"
He wants to destroy the world.
He was furious and made a solemn statement, but he could not say that his fiancée was a fiction at all, and the people who watched the farce did not believe him at all.
Every one of them had it written in their eyes: scum.
Roy was furious.
He must restore his reputation!
He sat on the sofa and sneered insidiously, his originally handsome face showing a cold-blooded gloom, "She pretended to be my fiancée, and she dared to bring a man with her! I want to expose this half-hearted woman in public!"
"how do you feel?"
His Royal Highness the Holy Son never lies, he said honestly: "This method is not good."
"What's wrong?"
"She might not like you anymore."
"...She doesn't like me to begin with." Roy gritted his teeth: "I don't need his likes either! You still don't believe me?!"
"You are deceiving yourself." His Royal Highness the Holy Son understood clearly. "Your eyes, your expression, everything about you tells me that you don't completely hate her."
Roy: "…………"
The boarding building is the property of the Talsma family. If Roy wants, he can easily capture Lingchan and inflict any punishment on her that makes him happy.
Just like now, with just a casual command, Lingchan's room was equipped with a monitor that connected directly to Roy's personal optical brain.
But instead of imprisoning Lingchan, torturing Lingchan, or killing Lingchan, he allowed him to continue wandering around under his nose.
"...She is just a little flea, how can she compare to our big things?" Roy said dryly, "I want to keep a low profile."
The Holy Son was silent, with only his clear eyes staring at Roy calmly, as if he could see through all the complicated emotions in the world.
"How could I possibly fall in love with a slave who was of humble origin and so daring!" Roy gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
"That was not what I meant……"
The Holy Son was stunned, but Roy didn't want to talk to him anymore. He grabbed his own light and left in a hurry.
Roy only left one sentence: "I will definitely let her clarify in public, apologize to me, and restore my reputation!"
He wants Lingchan to admit defeat and make her cry and beg her!
The Holy Son sat quietly in the room, and the artificial sunlight simulated by AI shone on his long silver hair, making him even more holy and ethereal.
He really didn't mean it.
The Holy Son once again thought of the scene he saw in the banquet hall that day.
The girl's eyes were filled with emotions that he was very familiar with, thick and repressed.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have reacted to this... But it was strange that when he saw his tearful smile, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, moved for the first time in a long time.
……like.
"It's a little weird."
The Holy Son touched his heart, "What kind of person can make a dead heart beat? What secret does that girl hide?"
…
the other side.
Ling Chan and Lou Yunting acted as a couple in front of the surveillance camera, looking like a pair of conjoined twins.
At the beginning, I could even guess how annoyed and irritable the person behind the camera was eating dog food.
It didn't take long for the two of them to become annoyed.
Originally, this room was for people to rest and relax, but it turned out to be a battlefield without gunpowder... It was really endless.
Therefore, Lingchan decided to go out.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a waiter wearing a vest and a bow tie outside.
The adaptable student bowed to Lingchan gracefully, and then handed over a letter exuding a light citrus scent.
Roy invites her to dinner.
"Want to go?"
With a heavy weight on her shoulder, Lingchan turned her head and saw Lou Yunting reading the letter with great interest, "I sincerely invite the respected Ms. Lingchan... Well, it doesn't look like a good date."
As he spoke, the hot breath from his mouth blew onto Lingchan's neck, causing a tingling sensation, "Are you going?"
"Why not go?"
Lingchan smiled and said: "Not only am I going, I also want to take you with me."
(End of chapter)
