Mo Qiang was extremely resistant to hiding under the bed. She was not here as Fu Qi Hong's lover nor was she doing anything shady why should she hide? In fact, it would be better if he could only hand her the overcoat such that she could go back home.
Her bath was waiting for her! Her honey milk bath!
Nothing more was important than her free time!
"Your Highness, I don't think we did anything for me to hide under the bed?" Mo Qiang questioned the mer who was pushing her head down while trying to stuff her under the bed like she was an overlarge doll.
Fu Qi Hong paused. Indeed they had done nothing to hide but ——
'Stay away from Miss Qiang. I know that you are fascinated by her but she is not the kind of woman you want to marry. Especially not a woman who already has an official husband, you are a prince, Ah Hong. You will marry a woman as her official husband and not as a concubine,' the words of his father came flooding inside Fu Qi Hong's head.
