The sky gradually darkened and a cool breeze blew gently. Long Yue suddenly asked, "How's the investigation about that young man going?"
"He very likely is the missing young princely heir of the Qin Family! I returned and asked Uncle Qin for a portrait of Mr. Qin when he was young, and there's a seventy to eighty percent resemblance with that young man. I'm afraid I'm not wrong."
He looked at Long Yue with a slight glimmer in his eyes, "Your intuition is spot on!"
Being praised by the man she had chosen for life always brought delight. Long Yue's heart skipped a beat, "So, shall we go back and rest? There are important matters to attend to tomorrow!"
"Alright!"
That night, Long Yue, feeling quite pleased, let Li Qingmu indulge again. The next morning, Li Qingmu woke up full of energy.
Long Yue opened her eyes, and feeling the soreness in her lower back, glared resentfully at the lively man beside her, wondering why she felt like hitting him.
