The Third Young Master’s Beloved Sweetheart

When they first met, he was refined and courteous, and she was petite and adorable. Introduced by their parents, he joked with a charming smile, “Ninth Miss, your beauty could outshine an entire city. One look, and I'm smitten.” She was just as quick with a reply. “Not at all. Young Master Long is the true dragon among men!” When they met again, everyone said that Third Young Master Long was arrogant and capricious. When the rumors reached her, she scoffed. “How did he grow more and more crooked? If he's turned out so crooked, he should stay home instead of running around and letting everyone know.” The young woman saying this had her legs crossed and was cracking sunflower seeds. The assistant beside her was speechless. “Young Mistress, aren't you embarrassed to say that?” A little scene One day, Ji Qianluo and Long Yu went to a banquet, where they met an eccentric old man. The moment he saw Ji Qianluo, he excitedly hurried over and grabbed her hand. “Young lady, I've finally caught up with you!” Ji Qianluo and Long Yu exchanged a glance, realizing the old man must know her. Long Yu signaled to Ji Qianluo with his eyes. “May I ask who you are?” she ventured. “Young lady, don't you remember me? Back then, you made clay figurines to apologize to your little sweetheart…” The housekeeper prepared a late-night snack, and Ji Qianluo carried it to Long Yu's study. She knocked for a long time. Just as she thought Long Yu wasn't inside, the door suddenly opened from within. Long Yu stood in the doorway and gave her a long look, then stepped aside to let her in. His eyes stayed fixed on her, as if he wanted to bore a hole right through her. “Who was he?” “Huh?” “That little sweetheart of yours!” “Don't ask me, I don't know!” “Heh…”