The person who had knocked into her was… Wan Wan. The Jun Family’s youngest daughter. Though her real name was Jun Xiqing, her nickname was Wan Wan.
She had vanished from Country Z half a month ago and there had since been no word of her at all. Now she had reappeared, slipping easily back into the role of a man.
Tang Mo’er knew that Wan Wan was Jun Xiqing. Her mother, Madam Xuanji, had told her this before she passed. As Madam Xuanji was intelligent and had a pure heart, and could tell at one sight that Wan Wan was a girl disguised as a man.
Jun Xiqing raised her head, her clear eyes fixed on Tang Mo’er as she blinked twice. She said delightedly, “Big Sister Mo’er.”
“Wan Wan, what are you doing here?”
Before Tang Mo’er could finish her sentence, a low, magnetic voice rang out beside her. “Big Sister.”
Tang Mo’er jumped at the sound.
It was Yeming!
Both her mother and she knew that Wan Wan was a girl in disguise, but her brother still didn’t.
Her brother had also captured Jun Chulin, evidently wanting Wan Wan to reveal herself. She was here now, but he had no idea who she was even though she was right in front of him.
To her side was her little brother, but to her other side was Uncle Jun’s favorite daughter before he died. Tang Mo’er didn’t know who to help.
She quickly turned towards Lu Yeming and said, “Yeming, why did you come out too?”
Lu Yeming stuck one hand in his pocket, his car keys in the other. “Big Sis, I’ll take you home.”
With that, he lifted his eyes, his deep gaze landing on Jun Xiqing’s small face. After a few seconds, he raised his brows and asked, “It’s you?”
He never forgot anything he saw, so of course, he remembered the young servant always following beside Jun Mosheng. And what’s more, something had happened between them before in the Capital.
Jun Xiqing lifted her eyes as well and looked at Lu Yeming. In half of the month that she hadn’t seen him, he had become even more beautiful.
He was in a custom-made black shirt and black trousers, the aura around him brilliant and cold. The odds of having such a perfect body was already one in a million, yet he also had the aura of a king and an air of arrogance surrounding him.
Admittedly, Lu Yeming really was a prime species, a man among men. He became the West Duke at only 18 years old and everyone already knew who he was then. A man like this was exquisite and as addictive as opium.
Jun Xiqing laughed silently in her heart. It was natural then, that she was attracted to him.
Now his deep gaze fell on her face and stayed there. Hidden behind his gaze was a cold intelligence. Even though she was in disguise, she still felt fear course silently through her veins, as though he would see through her in the next second.
“West Duke, ever since President Jun passed on, I’ve been here as a manservant. I accidentally knocked into Miss Tang just now,” Jun Xiqing said calmly.
“Yes, that’s right.” Tang Mo’er could only go with the lie. “Wan Wan was with Uncle Jun for so long, so I decided to let him follow behind me as a manservant and treat it as providing him employment. Yeming, what do you think?”
Lu Yeming was expressionless though his thin lips slowly curved up at the corners. “Bis Sis, it’s fine as long as you’re happy. Let’s go, I’ll take you back to the palace now.”
…
In the luxurious limousine.
Lu Yeming stood tall beside the car door and opened it himself. Tang Mo’er bent down to get into the car.
Behind her, Jun Xiqing bent down to get in as well.
But at this moment, a large palm grabbed her head and she was forced to twist her head and entire body around. A voice above her spoke. “You scum, get into the passenger seat in front.”
