"I've already eaten. I had three buns and two bowls of congee, so I'm quite full. All right, you should hurry home. It'll only get more crowded."
Chen Song went back to the government office, and Xu Su Ying turned to head home with Chen De'an and Zhao Jing.
They had only taken a few steps when they saw a group of people approaching.
Among them were three young men.
One of them wore a golden crown and was dressed entirely in silk. Even the jade pendant used to weigh down the hem of his robe was made of the finest white jade. He had a fair complexion, and his posture and gait revealed a mix of arrogance and vexation. Upon a closer look, he seemed familiar.
It only took Xu Su Ying a moment to figure it out. 'Could that be the Wang Family's young grandson?'
