The young girl smiled gently and gracefully, exuding unparalleled elegance in every expression.
A brilliant glow sparked in Lemp's eyes, and he raised an eyebrow with a smile: "Oh, after all this conversation, I'm afraid the Princess still doesn't know our names. I am Lemp, my father Edward." He concluded with a hand over his chest, a most gentlemanly greeting.
Xi Lin stared blankly at Lorde's cold visage.
Lemp jolted her, Xi Lin snapped back to reality and smiled: "I am Xi Lin, my father Heize, Princess Shengxi, I've long admired your fame." She reached out her hand toward Yun Ya as she finished speaking.
In fact, when this woman glanced at Lorde just now, Yun Ya had already deduced her identity; Miss Xi Lin, who pines for Lorde yet cannot have him. Not long ago, she and Lorde missed her birthday banquet. After Gan Wei'er spread the word, who knows how Miss Xi Lin resents her for taking away the man she loves?
Yun Ya smiled softly and extended her hand, gently grasping hers.
