It felt like… a long time since he had last seen her. Ever since Lu Yeming had brought her to Country A, she hadn't contacted him of her own will.
That night, on her 26th birthday, the two of them had sat in the rental car, driving towards an unknown location. They had been entwined so passionately, kissing as if there was no tomorrow…
That all felt like a dream right now.
At this moment, Xuan Ying walked up to receive him personally. "West Duke, Your Highness, welcome."
Lu Yeming's deep eyes turned amused as the corners of his lips slowly turned upwards. "Thank you, Silver Mask King."
The two most powerful men in Country A were in the same space now and the sight of them was more dazzling than the most luminous pearl in the world.
Beside him, Tang Mo'er nodded politely in greeting.
"West Duke, so this is Her Highness. She really is as fair as the flowers and as beautiful as the moon."
