Leng Youchen pressed his thin lips into a straight line, watching her departing figure, he increasingly felt he was being foolish. He inadvertently saw her heading towards the garden and couldn't help but follow.
He said he would carve her out of his heart, so why couldn't he do it?
He sat on the stone bench for a while, until his whole body was almost frozen stiff, then got up and walked towards the compartment.
The person he had arranged to meet had just arrived. This person was Prince Hamandan's mentor and is now one of the Members of Parliament, a close confidant of The Queen, named Hebrew. He shook hands with him, and the two sat down.
"Prince Hamandan called me, saying he wanted to introduce a friend to me, I was quite surprised, Mr. Leng, I've heard of you for a long time." Hebrew, about fifty, had a pair of sharp brown eyes.
