Ever since Jiang Yusheng found Mu Xinhao, it was as if she’d suddenly adopted a son her own age. He was her little prince, and her one-of-a-kind rose. Sadly, he didn’t become a knight, or even a king, for her sake.
“Hey, Xiaohao, why can’t you just be my obedient little prince and stay by my side? What’s so wrong with me? I can change, can’t I?”
“Actually, I think being your little prince and sticking by your side sounds pretty great. Could I…?”
“No.” She refused without hesitation.
