"Clorya, hold on."
The man's deep voice was very close to her.
Fu Shang stopped in his tracks. He pursed his lips and turned around. Then, his lips slowly curved up like a marionette. The corners of his mouth rose and revealed a stiff smile.
"Prince Charles, what's wrong?"
She was cold and distant.
Charles didn't care about the girl's obvious alienation from him.
"I really want to know your secret, klory Of course, I believe that I will find out one day ... Don't you agree? Kleya."
Fu Shang replied with a smile.
Prince Charles, what nonsense are you talking about? Claudia doesn't understand at all ... Ah, my mother is calling me. Goodbye, Your Highness."
Finished speaking.
Like a nimble bird, Fu Shang entered the luxurious carriage and lifted the curtain. He waved goodbye to Charles.
Charles was stunned.
