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The Prince- on the outside has everything, known by everyone, leading life predictable as one of the elite- high and mighty prince, but inside, lonely and search...
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Jia Xue arrived in front of the said restaurant, 10 minutes before the arranged time for the meeting with Director Bao.
When he walked in- in his white t-shirt and grey trousers- his lean and beautiful frame, seemed to sucked in the breath of every people in the restaurant. A waitress almost lost her grip on a tray.
Yet, Jia Xue was oblivious to all that. His focus was only to get on with the meeting.
"Excuse me, sir," A flushed receptionist stammered, when he approached the counter, "May I help you?"
They had received almost a similar arrestingly handsome guess some ten minutes prior, but his arrival did not take them by surprise because, he was their regular costumer after all. And, it does not happen many times- that they see, another person who could stood up to par with that particular guest in the look department- in fact, they had not seen any other person who could get even close- until now.
Bless the angels in heaven. For today they would have a feast of two exceptionally good looking men . Amen to that.
"Yes, I am Yin Jia Xue. I'm here to meet an acquaintance."
The receptionist's breath got stuck in her throat when he gave her a smile, which lit his eyes- those deep hazel eyes. She gaped up at the man, not blinking, face blushing.
"Excuse me," Jia Xue frowned a little, "Are you alright?"
The receptionist laughed nervously, "uhmm..I'm sorry..Yes..Yes..Mr Yin Jia Xue, table number 8..Please come in..Uhmmm..Enjoy your patronage, sir.."
Jia Xue smiled politely and turned to search for table number 8. As soon as he walked away, a few workers came to gather around the receptionist.
"Wouuuuu!!!! I thought I was gonna faint.."
"Such a beautiful man..Awwwwwww.."
"Well, we might have a nose bleed soon...He is here, to see President Wang."
"No freaking way!!!!!!!"
Because Jia Xue was focusing on the table's number, he didn't see the person sitting there- at first. When he saw the number 8, he smiled and looked up. His eyes went straight into a pair of aquamarine ones. And his smile froze in an instant.
