Chapter 343 - 204 Support_1
Qian Yixiu was staring at the handsome boy Pan, so absorbed that she thought he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen in both her past and present life. Even though he was a bit older, even though she particularly disliked men with beards, she could not help but admit that the mustache above his upper lip was so stylish. And the pearls inlaid in his purple gold crown, the moon-white gold brocade satin crossed-collar robe he wore, even the lotus pattern with beaded jade on his collar button were so....
Before she could finish describing, she heard Uncle Liang cough twice. Her old face blushed uncontrollably. She wondered if it had been too long since she had seen a mature handsome man that not only did she stare dumbfounded, but she also felt a sense of familiarity about him.
She fidgeted awkwardly and wrinkled her small face in embarrassment.
Her actions amused Pan Zi’an. Although he usually disliked women staring at him in a daze, this little girl did not annoy him at all, on the contrary, she was endearingly adorable.
He laughed and said, "Miss Qian, are your pearls really that good? My taste is very discerning."
Pan Zi’an’s good humor took both Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin by surprise.
Qian Yixiu had completely recovered her wits now, and smiled as she replied, "Of course my pearls are good, otherwise I wouldn’t dare to present them before Mr. Pan." With that, she took a brocade box from her hand to Prince Consort Pan’s desk and opened it.
Pan Zi’an suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if facing him was the daughter he missed day and night. Taking a closer look, he realized that although this girl also had almond eyes and cherry lips, skin fair as snow, and a smiling demeanor exuding warmth...
She was not his lonely daughter.
Pan Zi’an felt a warmth around his eyes and quickly lowered his gaze to the brocade box on the table.
The bottom of the brocade box was lined with a piece of purple brocade, on which lay a string of pearls. The pearls were not large, but each one was glossy and full. Especially in the afternoon sunlight filtering through the window, they appeared even more exquisite and lustrous.