Hello Mr. King

The dummy, Xue Yu, commented on Yun Xiangxiang’s Weibo post.

[Xue Yu V: Goddess Xiang, I can salvage this, probably {?}]

Fang Nanyuan also joined in the fun not long after.

[Fang Nanyuan V: Clearly I am the savior. When did I become the invader? {?}]

Fang Nanyuan only joined in because she saw Yun Xiangxiang stuck between the two giants which were Xue Yu and Lu Jin.

He didn’t want Yun Xiangxiang to be stuck between a rock and a hard place, and he was worried someone would cook up nasty stories if they saw this. It was too obvious that Lu Jin and Xue Yu were fighting over a girl.

Those who were in the loop knew they were vying for Yun Xiangxiang’s attention because they couldn’t stand each other. That would not be the case for the media outlets who craved traffic.

With him in the picture, it wouldn’t look like a fight. Yun Xiangxiang treated everyone fairly too. It was just Xue Yu and Lu Jin couldn’t stand being in each other’s presence. Neither of them stirred up a scene when Yun Xiangxiang chatted with him.

Enjoying the view of flowers, taking in the fresh air, sweating it out before jumping into an onsen were great for the body and mind.

The best thing was that they could get along how they wanted to, just like ordinary people.

There was a small pavilion to took shade under at the top of the mountain. Standing in the pavilion beside the cliff, Yun Xiangxiang caught sight of half of Beijing.

“It must be a grand show of lights if we see it at night,” Yun Xiangxiang enjoyed the breeze as she sat beside the pavilion.

As she imagined the night sky donning a gown of stars with the ivory moon hanging high up there and the dappled lights from the city shining through the pine trees, she thought it would be gorgeous.

“If you want to see it, we can have our dinner early and come back here,” Song Mian took a thermos flask from his backpack and handed it to her.

“Hot water again,” Yun Xiangxiang complained. She was feeling hot and craved for some cold beverage.

“Hot water is good for your body,” Song Mian coaxed her patiently. “This is some medicinal tea I brewed for you.”

Yun Xiangxiang couldn’t help but appreciate his thoughts for her. She drank it per his advice.