Someone was ringing the doorbell. Who was it?
"Your Highness, I'll go open the door."
Ping Ping quickly ran to the door and opened it. There was a delivery man standing outside.
"Hello, may I know if Miss Jun Xiqing lives here?" the delivery man asked.
"Yes."
"There's a package for Miss Jun here. Please sign for it."
Someone had sent something to Her Highness. What was it?
Ping Ping signed and thanked him before closing the door. "Your Highness, someone has sent something to you."
"It's for me?"
Ping Ping took a pair of scissors and tore open the package. There was an exquisite gilded gift box inside. "Wow, Your Highness, this gift box looks so beautiful. What's inside?"
Jun Xiqing reached out and slowly opened the box. There was an evening gown inside.
It was a light blue evening gown with one side off the shoulder. It was adorned with glittering pieces and the hem of the gown flowed in the wind. At first glance, it looked like the golden ripples of the sea under the sun. It was so dreamy that it was suffocating.
Oh my god.
Jun Xiqing's pupils contracted. She had been born into the Jun family and had grown up in the President's residence. But she had never seen such a beautiful dress before.
Jun Xiqing picked up the dress and twirled it around in front of the mirror. "Ping Ping, does it look good?"
"It's so beautiful. Your Highness, you're going to be mesmerized by this dress when you attend a birthday party." Ping Ping exclaimed.
"Who gave this to me?"
Jun Xiqing quickly ran over. There was a postcard in the box that gave off a faint floral scent.
The postcard was sent from a street in France. It was a beautiful morning in the early 20th century. There was a line of words on it — -For Younger Sister Qingqing. Signed — -Angel.
Angel。
It was actually Angel.
Jun Xiqing read the words carefully several times. It was Elder Sister Lingling.
There was no mistaking it. It was Xia Ling.
It was Xia Ling, whom she hadn't seen in three years. She had become the darling of the design world and the vane of the fashion industry.
Tears welled up in Jun Xiqing's eyes. She recalled how Elder Sister Ling and Mu Mu had left three years ago. Elder Sister Ling hadn't been good at all. Apart from her own daughter, she hadn't taken anything else with her.
Flipping the postcard over, Jun Xiqing looked at the street in the morning. The warm rays of the morning sun shone down. The world was quiet, free, soft, and beautiful.
Jun Xiqing was about to cry. It had been three years and Elder Sister Ling had become the best version of herself.
…
Jun Xiqing was overjoyed. She ate two small bowls of rice that night and her tummy was round.
"Your Highness, I've noticed that you've been sleeping a lot lately and your appetite has been great. Be careful that you don't turn into a little pig." Ping Ping smiled.
Jun Xiqing tidied up the rubbish. "Piglets are so lucky. I'm going to become a piglet. Ping Ping, you do the dishes and I'll go downstairs to throw out the rubbish. It'll be a good time to get some exercise."
"Alright." Ping Ping cleared the dishes and walked into the kitchen.
Jun Xiqing went downstairs and threw the rubbish bag into the bin. Just as she was about to turn back, she heard the sound of a horn.
Lifting her eyes, she saw a luxury car slowly coming to a stop. The driver's door opened and Lu Yeming alighted.
Lu Yeming was here?
Jun Xiqing didn't want to see him at all. She turned around to leave.
At this moment, a deep magnetic voice came from behind her. "As long as I make a call, I guarantee that you'll sleep on the streets tonight. Oh, you might not even be able to sleep on the streets."
Jun Xiqing halted and turned back. She laughed. "President Lu, have you realized that you've been a little crazy lately?"
Lu Yeming's deep almond-shaped eyes landed on her little face. Si Nan had just said that he was abnormal, and now she was saying that he was a little crazy.
Pursing his thin lips into a cold line, he said coldly, "You're not allowed to attend the birthday party in two days."
"Why? Auntie invited me?"
"I'm not allowed. Don't you understand?"
"…"
Why was he not allowing her to attend the birthday party?
"What if I go?" Jun Xiqing raised her exquisite willowy brows and looked at him fearlessly.
Lu Yeming suddenly stretched out his long legs, approaching her step by step. "I've been thinking about you every night these few days. For a man who has abstained from sex for a few nights, it's best that you don't provoke him."
"…"
Why did he have to drive away all of a sudden?
"President Lu, I won't provoke you. I'll take my leave first." Jun Xiqing turned around to leave.
But Lu Yeming reached out and grasped her slender arm. With a forceful tug, he pulled her directly into his arms.
Her delicate body crashed into his muscular chest, and a youthful fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
Lu Yeming's Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked in a low voice, "Why do you smell so good?"
"Let go of me!" Jun Xiqing placed her hands on his chest, trying to push him away.
"I can let go of you, but you have to give me two kisses."
Lu Yeming bent down and kissed her red lips.
This beast!
What was in his head?
Jun Xiqing wanted to do something, but at this moment, a pail of cold water was poured down from upstairs, accurately drenching Lu Yeming from head to toe.
Jun Xiqing immediately jumped back and looked up. The window upstairs was open, and Ping Ping was holding an empty pail with one hand and the other on her hip. She scolded, "Everyone, come and take a look. This man is really shameless. He already has a wife at home, but he's still pestering my Miss to have a mistress!"
The passersby all looked over.
— -Look, that man is really shameless.
— -Men like him who can't control his body should be confiscated for committing crimes!
Lu Yeming was covered in water, and his white shirt and black trousers were all soaked to his body. Tiny droplets of water flowed down his handsome and perfect face, and his dark eyes were filled with malice.
Everyone pointed their fingers at him and criticized his morality.
Pfft.
Jun Xiqing snickered. This was the first time she had seen the president in such a pathetic state.
Good job, Ping Ping!
Jun Xiqing turned around and ran away.
…
Lu Yeming stood on the spot for a while. A few seconds later, he returned to the luxury car with a dark expression.
— -Look, that man is so handsome.
— -His figure is so good too. His chest muscles are firm, his waist is tight, and he has a six-pack that women are most satisfied with.
— -He's even driving a luxury car. That must be a limited edition luxury car. I've never seen anyone drive one in Country A.
— -My god, what is that?
A girl pointed at Lu Yeming's trousers with a flushed face.
His trousers were wet, and apart from his long legs, there were other parts of his body that couldn't be covered.
The girl was with her boyfriend. When the boyfriend glanced over, he immediately covered the girl's eyes. "Are you dying?"
The girl stammered, her face red.
…
At the birthday party.
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