She hadn't finished speaking when she saw a familiar figure walk in,
"Prince Chiluo?"
Chiluo was dressed in the Prince's uniform of the Royal Family, a white uniform with dark yellow shoulder straps and a logo representing the Royal Family on his chest.
Hearing Chiluo's name, Wen Nian didn't seem surprised at all; he turned around calmly and looked towards Chiluo, who was walking towards him with respectful, measured steps.
The two saw each other from afar and then exchanged smiles.
Song Lili was completely unaware of Chiluo's arrival,
"Did you invite him?"
"Yes."
Wen Nian replied but did not intend to explain further, merely taking her hand and moving forward,
"Come."
"..."
"It's been a long time, Ah Nian, Mrs. Wen."
Chiluo, with his right hand over his left chest and his left hand behind his back, bowed deeply, nearly ninety degrees, in a grand gesture,
Song Lili hesitated, extending her hand to shake his,
"Prince Chiluo, hello."
