Mo Lingling said, "Are you trying to fool me, young sir? How could such a good person exist in this world?"
Ji Qingwu immediately offered a compelling example.
"They do. For instance, take the gentleman before you. If a man like him exists, how could a woman like that not?"
Mo Lingling stared at Emperor Wu Su.
His dashing, handsome features went without saying; he was the center of attention wherever he went.
Even when he deliberately restrained it, his powerful aura exuded an oppressive presence that was impossible to ignore.
At Liangxiang Pavilion, she had seen many imposing court officials, but none could compare to the sheer pressure this nobleman exerted with a single glance.
Mo Lingling lowered her head in disappointment. 'So people like that really do exist.'
Ji Qingwu nodded. "There's always someone better out there. Miss, there's no need to feel ashamed."
