Because she is determined to become the bride of Rofeide! His submission is her greatest ambition in life!
The girl stood in front of Peach Sky Publishing, her steps light and joyful as she walked into the lobby, while Rofeide remained unaware that an unknown crisis awaited him...
Finally returning just in time before the printing house's deadline, Rofeide let out a sigh of relief, his tense features relaxing.
Seeing his long-lost good friend, Lin Yeqi was filled with excitement.
"Young Master Rofeide, you’re back! Where’s the gift? The gift? The gift?"
"I know, I know. You're so annoying." He repeated it three times; who doesn’t know you’re drooling over Scone? Meanwhile, that self-proclaimed Prince had already started a ruckus, attracting a large crowd of gossiping colleagues who were equally eager for British delicacies.
With no other choice, Rofeide opened the highly anticipated suitcase, but what everyone saw was a pile of lace skirts, stockings, underwear, and other items filled with girlish dreams.
Rofeide was somewhat uncertain about what he was seeing, so he closed the suitcase and opened it again to confirm.
His manuscript was gone!
Prince Yeqi was the first to break the silence: "Bro, I didn’t expect you to look so reserved on the outside but have such a girlish heart inside! Hahaha..."
"This is not the time to laugh! The manuscript I brought back with great difficulty is missing!"
Rofeide pushed aside the grinning guy with a face full of sorrow.
Before he got off the plane, he was splashed with coffee. To avoid getting his manuscript dirty, he placed the documents from his briefcase into his suitcase. But how was it that as soon as he returned to the office, the manuscript had vanished? Could it be...
Just as one commotion had yet to settle, another began to stir. A stunning girl arrived at the Editorial Department, escorted by her male companions.
Jing Tingting. If one were to add a note to her already radiant identity, it would be that she was Miss Jing, the Precious Sister of their department head, Jing Yiting.
The mere fact that she was the beloved daughter of a real estate mogul was enough to make all employees of the Editorial Department weak in the knees. Not to mention, she was also known as the cold-blooded sister.
With such adorable looks, she seemed quite different from the icy Chief Editor. Were they really siblings? This question lingered briefly until the Chief Editor returned from a meeting and spotted his sister in the office. Instantly, a doting smile broke across his face, nearly startling everyone around him.
“Tingting, what brings you here?” the Chief Editor asked, ruffling his sister's hair.
“Brother, I...”
“Hand over the manuscript!” Rofeide strode directly toward Jing Tingting, visibly furious as he spread his hands wide.
“Why should I? If you want the manuscript, go ask the author yourself!” Taking advantage of her brother being the Editor-in-Chief, Jing Tingting spoke with confidence. Although her folder containing sketches was visible, she clearly intended to infuriate someone.
“You!” The icy demeanor of Rofeide cracked momentarily as he felt his blood pressure rise. He reached out to grab her.
She dodged him, and with their Chief Editor caught in between them, they played a game of eagle catching chicks. However, it seemed that the mother hen—Editor-in-Chief—was displeased with another man laying hands on his sister.
“Enough of this nonsense. Tingting, hand over the manuscript to Rofeide.”
"Hmph!" Reluctantly, Miss Jing handed over her manuscript, not forgetting to stick out her tongue and make a face at Rofeide.
Most men would find such playful antics adorable, but Rofeide felt as if someone was pouring gasoline on a fire. If it weren't for the Chief Editor pulling the girl into the office before he could react, he might have twisted that brat's face and taught her a lesson about civility and manners!
Watching the scene unfold, Lin Yeqi leaned closer to him and teased, "Let's not delve into your reasons for wanting to escape to the world of anime as a wannabe girl, but your relationship with Miss Jing seems quite significant. If you're brothers, you might as well come clean."
"You think just because you have the title of prince, no one knows you're actually a homebody at heart?"
Rofeide never resorted to vulgarities when insulting others; his sharp tongue easily struck down the self-proclaimed prince behind him with a barrage of metaphorical arrows, leaving him incapacitated.
Ouch, Rofeide, you're ruthless!
After spending an entire afternoon negotiating with the printing house and juggling various editorial tasks, Rofeide was starving by the time he left work. He stopped by a convenience store near his home to grab a quick meal. As soon as he stepped out of the store, his eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably, filling him with an ominous premonition.
Wait, is it left eye for good luck and right eye for bad luck or vice versa?
As Rofeide was counting on his fingers to figure it out, he noticed a girl at the entrance of the convenience store gazing at him with her big, shiny eyes, eyeing the bento in his hand.
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