Zhi Wan's mind went blank, and she forgot how to react.
Lu Zhan gazed down at the quiet girl in his arms, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile.
Nearby, Chen Jiu's jaw dropped.
'How could the Princely Heir be holding the Miss?!'
'This... this is improper, isn't it?'
Hearing footsteps approaching, Chen Jiu's heart skipped a beat. He hurried over to intercept them.
'Can't let anyone see this.'
'Otherwise, the Princely Heir's spotless reputation would be ruined.'
'Sigh, responsible subordinates like me are a rare breed.'
'Chen Jiu was truly worrying himself sick over his master's reputation!'
Zhi Wan finally snapped back to her senses. She frantically pushed her cousin away, her lovely eyes wide with shock and embarrassment.
'Why did he wrap his arm around my waist again?'
'The last time, on the mountain behind Red Leaf Village, it was the same...'
For a moment, she couldn't tell if her cousin had done it on purpose or by accident.
