Chiluo had a rugged appearance, but he truly possessed a masculine charm that was compelling to watch.
At this moment, standing so still and staring intently at Song Lili, she indeed felt a bit uneasy.
"Ha ha!"
Suddenly, Chiluo laughed, as if to break the awkward silence.
"President's wife, you really have a great sense of humor. If you were thirty-eight, you'd truly be agelessly youthful!"
Song Lili quickly chuckled along,
"Your Highness Chiluo is the one who's better at joking. You made me almost believe I really appear that old to others."
In the garden scented with the sweet fragrance of winter plums mixed with the chilly air, Song Lili and Chiluo discussed many topics.
The path was filled with laughter, the clarity of their voices evoking envy.
A thin layer of snowflakes landed on Song Lili's eyelashes. She blinked lightly, raised her head, and suddenly noticed the air was filled with flurries of fine, thin snowflakes,
