Lin Jiao gazed into Mingquan's eyes for a brief moment before averting them. She recalled what she did two days ago with him. However, she was happy about it. Mingquan would reject her straightforwardly which she wanted. Then, her father would not bother her.
The thing which panicked her was that Mingquan might tell her father what she did to him. Internally she wished he would not speak as he was called the most kind-hearted prince among all the six princes.
"Lin Jiao, greet Prince Mingquan formally," Lin Wujian told her daughter. She acted on her father's order and formally greeted Mingquan.
"The greeting doesn't seem genuine at all," Mingquan remarked and picked up the cup. He rested its base on the back of his left hand and sipped the tea.
Lin Jiao scowled at him while her father and brother were perplexed to hear that.
"Why doesn't Miss Lin take a seat?" Mingquan asked her.
