Xia Yuqing was deep in conversation with Yan Bolin when suddenly, a firm hand snaked around her waist. Her lips pressed into a thin line as she was pulled into a hard chest. A clean scent of fresh cologne hit her nose before she could even protest.
Even Yan Bolin fell silent when he saw Lu Jinchen.
"Mr. Yan," Lu Jinchen greeted with a slight nod.
Yan Bolin returned the greeting, his tone familiar. "Ah.... Jinchen, I didn't expect you to come. But, it's great to see you here."
Since their companies had worked together on several deals, he was well acquainted with Lu Jinchen. Besides, Yan Rouxi had already mentioned Lu Jinchen's contract marriage with Xia Yuqing to him, so he wasn't surprised to see them together.
But what surprised him was that the emperor's face in Xia Yuqing's memory was exactly like Lu Jinchen's. However, he knew for certain that Lu Jinchen was not the emperor. If he were, Yan Bolin would have felt the connection.