"You guys go down." The man sent away the two maids in the room and walked towards Qianxi with a smile: "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
She was stunned for a moment, and she looked this man up and down. He was about 1.8 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, and his handsome face was inlaid with a pair of deep and charming eyes. He was wearing a black tuxedo, which made him even more...
Revealing the rare royal and noble temperament exuding from him.
I always feel that the man looks familiar, like...
"Miss, don't be afraid, my name is Leng Liehan."
This man is the only member of the British royal family with Chinese ancestry, and he is also the first man to be personally conferred the title of earl by the Queen of England at the age of sixteen!
I really didn't expect that I would meet him here!? Ha, it seems that I got to know him faster than Shi Xiu alone: "Hello, Mr. Leng, my name is Qianxi."
Leng Liehan smiled softly and said lightly: "Haha, I thought I had recognized the wrong person."
"you know me?"
After Qianxi asked in surprise, he nodded slightly: "I had the honor to attend the wedding of Miss Qianxi and Emperor Ying today."
She frowned slightly, and her elegant expression instantly became cold.
"I'm really sorry, I forgot to tell you, Miss Qianxi..." Sensing the change in her expression, Leng Liehan carefully explained: "Ying Emperor and I were childhood playmates. Due to work, my family and I
After arriving in Florence, I rarely contacted Eagle Emperor. I received the news of your wedding today, so I went to attend your wedding."
"Oh..." Nodding knowingly, she slowly got out of bed and walked up to Leng Liehan: "Mr. Leng... thank you for saving me."
"Haha, even if you are not the Eagle Emperor's wife, I will bring you back, and this is not considered saving..." He was extremely feminine, and after speaking in a low voice, a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a deep and profound smile.
The melancholy eyes seemed to be able to see through Qianxi's heart: "If Miss Qianxi needs my help, you can just ask me."
She raised her head in surprise, and an indescribable warmth gradually surged in her heart. She seemed to have felt this warmth more than ten years ago, but she couldn't remember who gave it to her: "Mr. Leng..."
"Just call me Han."
"Mr. Han..."
"Pfft." Leng Liehan smiled exaggeratedly, raised his fingers gracefully, and lightly touched the hair on her forehead: "There's no need to be so outspoken, the Eagle Emperor calls me that, and Miss Qianxi can do the same."
Every move he made was so charming and elegant, as if he were more perfect and unreal than the prince in the fairy tale: "I... hope you can help me contact Emperor Yin Ying."
Narrowing his deep eyes, he nodded with a cold smile: "Of course, but there is no way to contact him now." Pointing to the dark window, he smiled charmingly again: "Qianxi will live here first.
It's late, I'll take you to find him tomorrow morning."
"Well..." Qianxi nodded hesitantly, and suddenly asked doubtfully: "Don't you feel any curiosity about me?"
"Haha, sometimes, what the eyes see may not be true, and what the mouth asks may not necessarily be true, but I like to look at something with my heart." After the philosophical words fell, Leng Liehan turned around.
Slowly walked towards the door. When he was about to leave, he suddenly showed her a wicked smile: "Let's use a different kind of glue next time. This kind of glue is very harmful to the skin."
With her heart tightening, Qianxi quickly ran into the bathroom, only to realize that her disguise had almost fallen off...