"Since you do not have anything to do today, come with me this afternoon," Han Qingshan said. "I need to go to the office and get some papers, after which I have a meeting with the other noble scions at the horse track."
"I don't think I should," Jiang Yingyue was rather hesitant. She knew that although she had befriended Han Qingshan, it was not that easy to be accepted by the rest of the high society, and she would be looked upon unfavorably.
She might even cause people to misunderstand, or look oddly at Han Qingshan, saying that he was surrounding himself with dirt, when he was, in fact, a heavenly sent son.
"It will be fine," Han Qingshan did not seem to understand where Jiang Yingyue's worries came from, but when he thought about Jiang Yingyue spending the rest of the day alone, he was quite eager to bring her along to his appointments.
