Luo Xiaoqian glanced at the docunt the other party held in their hands, then at the unfamiliar English on it, and with a puzzled expression, she asked, "What is this?"
"It has been delivered, you can look it over before signing for it!" the young man said with a smile, looking towards the entrance.
Several people turned their heads at the sa ti, only to see a few staff mbers pushing in two serving carts, each covered with large gift boxes, one tall and one short, with their contents hidden from view.
"Here!" the young man waved lightly, and his subordinates imdiately pushed the carts over.
Soon, the serving carts attracted the attention of many nearby.
The young man waved and the staff carefully removed the decorative boxes on top, revealing the true nature of the items beneath.
The taller one turned out to be a cake tower, its shape an old European-style castle. On the sunlit terrace stood a black-haired girl wearing a princess dress, bearing a striking resemblance to Luo Xiaoqian. Below the cake read the words, "Congratulations to Princess Qianqian on making her own musical kingdom." On the other cart were two bottles of champagne, each packaged lavishly.
"Wow!" Huangfu Ruo, standing nearby, couldn’t help but exclaim, "It is Krug Clos d’Ambonnay, such a grand gesture!"
Upon hearing the word ’Krug,’ Luo Xiaoqian looked on in amazent.
She had heard about the Krug brand, knew it to be a top-tier champagne, and although she was not aware of the value of these two bottles, the fact that soone like Huangfu Ruo was in awe of it suggested their considerable worth.
"Now, can you sign for it?" the young man offered the docunt once again.
"Can you tell who sent this?" Luo Xiaoqian asked softly.
The young man smiled, "I’m sorry, but I am not sure myself. However, the client instructed that you could find his na on the cake!"
After signing her na on the receipt, Luo Xiaoqian looked seriously at the cake, which was almost as tall as a person.
From the spire to the base, and then back up from the base, her gaze lingered on the princess standing on the terrace and noticed the necklace that was similar to hers. Her heart stirred, and she peered closely.
Soon, she spotted two cursive letters—"L&L"—on one side of the terrace the princess was leaning against.
L? L!
Her na began with Luo, represented by ’L’, so who was the other ’L’?
Thinking of soone, her heart imdiately filled with warmth and contentnt.
It had to be him!
"This person sending gifts is so mysterious!" Huangfu Ruo couldn’t help but keep expressing her admiration from the side.
Qin Lan looked at Luo Xiaoqian’s expression and smiled, but said nothing.
"Mr. Leng has arrived!"
Not far away, soone shouted in surprised recognition.
Luo Xiaoqian turned sharply, and indeed, she saw the man.
Leng Zimo was clad in a light-colored suit, his bow tie and pocket square shining like the Night Sea amidst the light hues. He strode down the steps, moving with the imposing grace of an emperor.
She, dressed in a European gown with white and similar blue accents to his own, stood out among a group of carefully adorned won. He still spotted her imdiately.
His princess was there, even more beautiful than in his mory.
Though nurous reporters and guests ca forward to greet him, Leng Zimo did not pay them any heed. Instead, he walked straight to the edge of the cake, right up to Luo Xiaoqian.
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