"Yiling, you are back so early? How was university?" Meng Yue shouted as she heard the sound of the door creaking open.
Ziran kept aside the bowl of rice that he had already finished. It wasn't something he would have chosen to have if he were in his own palace even when he was starving. But tough situations call for tough decisions. What could he do?
He turned his head towards the door. It was a young petite woman who seemed to be around his age. Her long black hair was tied in a messy bun as a few stray strands fell on her face. A bag on her shoulders, heavier than her own weight probably.
"The college bus has already left Ma. I missed it." She muttered carelessly before her eyes darted towards the unknown man.
'Whoa he looks better than the college hunk!' She thought to herself, her eyes almost fixated on him. Ming Yue breathed relievedly. She had been worried that her daughter won't like this young man she had picked for her. Turns out she was worrying for nothing.
