Ling Xiaochen's heart sank. She tried to lift the corner of her lips and urged him softly. "Why? Just…five minutes. No, one minute is enough." She didn't realize the tremble in her voice and her balled fists that had been clenching her dress tightly.
But An Zhengnan still repeated. "I'm sorry."
Hot tears welled up in her eyes as she choked. Her heart squeezed painfully in her chest and her throat felt constricted. She wanted to cling on him, to urge him to stay for just a moment, yet at that moment, her body was rigid and frozen.
An Zhengnan sighed softly and said as he turned. "I will return another day for your appointment with The Princess. Sorry, I need to go now. Princess…she needs me now."
When she saw his figure started to walk away, Ling Xiaochen let her instinct took over her body as she hugged him from behind and sobbed. "I love you, Zhengnan. I love you, I really love you." She poured all her heart and soul onto that three words of confession.
