"You're back, Young Master Shen!" Xia Qingrou's voice was filled with a certain sarcastic tone.
"Everyone over there has the surname Shen, so they usually call me Young Master Mochen." Shen Mochen leaned in with a smile to Xia Qingrou's ear, "Hurry up, wash up, and wait for me in bed for some pampering!"
"Get lost!" Xia Qingrou kicked him and turned her face away.
These days, Shen Mochen video-chatted with her every day, so even though Xia Qingrou knew Shen Mochen was no longer the same person, she still didn't quite feel it. Only in the quiet of the night did she suddenly realize that Shen Mochen was actually the Shen Family's heir, a prince who had lived among the common people — what kind of novel plot is this!
And, as her big sister said, Shen Mochen's status in the Shen Family is even higher than that of the eldest Shen daughter. It's really absurd.
