Chapter 4: The Shameless Prince (3)

Yan Zhi looked at her, not responding immediately.

In truth, her features were very beautiful; her skin was porcelain white, and her eyes were lovely, as if shimmering with a thousand kinds of glazed light, even more brilliant, clear, and bright than the night pearls.

It made one unable to resist taking an extra glance; he had never seen such beautiful eyes.

Originally, it was a very beautiful face, but because of a black mark resembling a birthmark on her left cheek, the overall aesthetic was affected.

That black mark occupied almost her entire left side of her face, making her look quite hideous.

"I don't need anyone to serve as a foil. Furthermore, having you by my side will not only fail to highlight me, but will also make people think my taste is problematic, lowering my standards," Yan Zhi said with extreme conceit. His voice paused, then he continued, "Stop calling me Uncle."

Did his words mean that being by his side lowered his value? His tongue was truly poisonous enough.

Xia Wanwan cursed him thousands of times in her heart, but on the surface, she looked at him with a pitiful expression and changed her tone, "I am captivated by your Lordship's looks. Considering that this little lady fell in love with your Lordship at first sight, shouldn't your Lordship refrain from throwing this little lady here to feed the wild wolves?"

Zuo Chao felt that this young girl was truly delusional. His master never approached women, let alone such an ugly woman.

Thus, he spoke to her without the slightest politeness, "Why don't you look in a copper mirror to see what you look like? A toad dreaming of eating swan meat."

Wanting to sit beside his master? She should weigh her own status and look at her own disgraceful appearance.

Xia Wanwan's eyes flickered. Calling her a toad?

When I was a swan in my past life, you weren't even an egg.

In order to get the handsome man in white to give her a ride, Xia Wanwan suppressed the anger in her heart and refused to bicker with this dog.

"I don't believe in love at first sight. Besides, there are plenty of people who like me; I can't possibly take care of every single one of them." Yan Zhi naturally didn't believe her nonsense, but he wanted to see what else this sharp-tongued woman could fabricate, feeling a slight sense of anticipation.

There was another layer of meaning in his words: if others liked him, that was their business and had nothing to do with him.

Your grandad, you really know how to gild your own lily.

What an egomaniac!

What a cold-blooded animal in human skin!

"Then does your Lordship believe in... love... growing over time?" Xia Wanwan blinked, deliberately dragging out the word 'time' for a moment.

Zuo Chao nearly lost his seat and tumbled to the ground. Her courage was growing more and more daring; she actually dared to say such things in front of his master. Was she even a woman? Did she have any sense of shame? Even men couldn't say such things, yet she answered so quickly and so smoothly.

"I don't want to have nightmares." Yan Zhi's sword-like eyebrows arched. Although his words were unpleasant, he still moved slightly to the left, leaning closer to the rear wall of the carriage, his eyes half-closed as he rested.

Is it really worth it? That sleeping with her would cause nightmares?

Seeing him move, Xia Wanwan jumped onto the carriage without a word, "Don't worry, your Lordship. Before you have nightmares, I will take a piece of black cloth and blindfold your eyes." And while she was at it, she'd tie his hands and feet up too.

Zuo Chao was left in a state of mental chaos.

Master, for all these years, you haven't sought out women or allowed women to approach you—was it not because you were ascetic, but because you actually enjoy this kind of thing?

Even if Zuo Chao had a hundred or a thousand objections in his heart, he ultimately did not dare to defy Yan Zhi, nor did he dare to show any dissatisfaction with his decisions.

The whip was raised, and the horse galloped away from the forest.

Before long, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.

"What is your name?" Xia Wanwan turned her head to look at the incredibly handsome man beside her.

Silence.

"Where are you from?"

Silence.

"Where are you going?"

What met her was still silence.

Who are you putting that poker face on?

With a look of regret, Xia Wanwan sighed softly, "Your Lordship, this intermittent aphasia of yours needs treatment. Otherwise, there's a chance you might truly lose the ability to speak one day. To have a perfectly fine person end up with a speech disability, it would be a pity just thinking about it."

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