The card was pale pink in colour, with a blooming rose outlined in gold.
Yuanya's slender white fingertips picked up the ribbon that tied the card and slowly untied the pretty bow.
When she opened the card, her heart almost stopped.
She felt a confusing mix of emotions, as if she was anticipating something, but also afraid of something.
When Yuanya saw the name in the signature, there was a moment of disbelief.
She didn't know if she was relieved or experiencing some other feeling.
Lan Xiu, the two words were very chic and handsome.
However, she furrowed her brows; the name seemed unfamiliar. Who was he?
Just as she was about to read the message on the card, she suddenly remembered—the mysterious and dangerous man Yang Yuhuan had referred to at the Imperial Court was… Young Master Lan!
She almost instantly wanted to throw the card away, only to immediately realize she couldn't just throw it away like that.
