"If we are fated to meet again, I will introduce myself then. As for what happened today, rest assured, miss. I will not speak a word of it to anyone."
Song Yunzhao wasn't surprised to hear the gentleman with the fan's refusal. 'He's basically telling me not to hit on him, that it'll go nowhere.'
Tsk. 'Prime cabbages aren't so easy to bring home, after all.'
The man had politely turned her down, and it wasn't like Song Yunzhao couldn't take a hint. 'Forget it, forget it. Once I'm done with the palace selection, I might be granted a marriage by imperial decree. Even if I see him again, it probably won't be our fate to be together.'
Sigh. 'What a pity. Our fate is just too shallow.'
Having lost interest in getting closer to him, Song Yunzhao focused all her attention on the gossip from the second floor. She had no idea how chaotic things had gotten up there. Even though she'd written this "script," not being able to see the live show was driving her crazy.
