[ There are only a handful of people that can inspire that kind of boyishness from him, and the majority of them had already been ripped away from his side. A part of Jiang Cheng thinks he ought to be doing more to appear as formal and as proud as possible, but the constant reminder that Wen Qing had seen him at his worst delays those thoughts as swiftly as they come.
She has seen the worst of him, and still invites him for tea. For more, perhaps, giddily.
Stepping around the table, he sits, making himself comfortable even as he nods his head. ]
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She has seen the worst of him, and still invites him for tea. For more, perhaps, giddily.
Stepping around the table, he sits, making himself comfortable even as he nods his head. ]
I am glad to be here, Lady Wen. To...
[ Ah, the awkwardness. ]
To see you again. It is a good thing.