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The Crown Prince of Jing City, Rong Nian, was reputed to be cold and abstinent, indifferent to the charms of women, a thorny aloof person.
Until someone captured a photo of him passionately kissing a woman in a car.
His eyes reddening at the edges, he struggled to control his emotion, "Baby, could you love me once more?"
Later, the usually low-key and never-showy Rong Nian walked through all of the high society families in Jing City with his delicate wife in his arms and his son, sporting a tuft of silly hair, in hand.
Jiang Xi had always thought it was her first encounter with Rong Nian, only to realize it was a painstakingly orchestrated reunion!

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Jiang Xi's lips were chapped, and the chili pepper made it so painful that she kept inhaling sharply, yet stubbornly, the spicier it was, the more joyfully she ate.


Rong Nian glanced up and saw her forehead covered with fine sweat, all from the spice. He pulled out a tissue and handed it to her, "Wipe your sweat."


Jiang Xi took it, wiped her forehead and smiled at Rong Nian, "Their sesame noodle has to be extra spicy to taste authentic. It's a shame you're not trying it."


Rong Nian's gaze fell on her lips, red from the spice, thinking it wasn't much of a regret.


After finishing a bowl of noodles, Jiang Xi sweated profusely, the frustration stuck in her chest seemed to be expelled with the sweat; she felt empty inside.


Rong Nian had finished his bowl of chicken soup noodles early and was sitting on an old stool, out of place in this setting.


Supporting her chin with one hand, Jiang Xi looked at him, "President Rong, are you also homeless today?"


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