Jiang Can glanced at Old Chen, and understood what was going on.
Heya must be no ordinary person to have climbed to this position among the royal family.
Moreover, she is a highly sought-after heir to the throne.
Jiang Can has never liked dealing with people from complicated backgrounds, but she couldn't refuse the princess's invitation.
"Uncle Chen, please ask the stylist to come over for me," she whispered.
When meeting members of the royal family, one must dress appropriately.
The Yoon family also has stylists available on call.
After a while, the stylist brought all the outfits Jiang Can needed, did some dressing up for her, and had her change into a short shirt and a tube skirt.
During afternoon tea time, Jiang Can appeared at the royal garden on time.
The Grand Palace is magnificent and solemn, with even the floor tiles inlaid with tiny pieces of gold, showcasing the grandeur of royalty everywhere.
Despite the luxurious and opulent atmosphere, Jiang Can still felt a sense of oppression as soon as she walked in.
Led by a guard, she arrived at the Royal Garden south of the Grand Palace, where Hea was already waiting for her.
This time, Jiang Can knew how to bow and greet, following all the royal rules.
Heya smiled at her and said politely, "No need for formalities, please sit down next to me!"
Jiang Can looked at the empty space on the sofa next to her.
There was only one sofa in the huge garden, and judging from its texture and pattern, it was clearly Heya's exclusive sofa.
Under the watchful eyes of all the guards, attendants, and maids, Jiang Can couldn't afford to make the slightest mistake. If she did, the palace was full of gossips, and the rumors would surely be exaggerated and made into something truly unbearable.
This will likely damage the reputation of the Yin family.
Jiang Can smiled gently, politely stepped back two steps, and sat down in the small rattan chair.
Herya's eyes flickered slightly, and she couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
"Miss Yin, there's no need to be so formal!" she said with a smile. "Wouldn't it be nice if we sat down and chatted together?"
Jiang Can nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, "I can sit here and chat with Your Highness just as well. Besides, I'm used to sitting in a rattan chair."
Heya smiled and didn't insist, instructing the servants to serve herbal tea and snacks.
"I've been wanting to meet Miss Yin for a long time, and seeing her today, I can confirm that she truly lives up to her reputation! Not only is she beautiful, but she is also polite and knows her place. I'm pleasantly surprised!"
"Your Highness flatters me," Jiang Can said softly. "It's all I should do."
"Chairman Yin said you still prefer the name Jiang Can?" He Ya leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. "Then you don't mind if I call you by your name, do you?"
Of course not!
“Jiang Can,” He Ya smiled, stood up and sat in the wicker chair next to Jiang Can, and reached out to hold her hand, “Actually, friends can call each other by their first names! From now on, I’ll call you Jiang Can, and you can call me He Ya, okay?”
"Your Highness..."
Jiang Can was taken aback, but withdrew her hand without making a sound.
Southeast Asian society is strictly hierarchical. The royal family was just being polite when they said that, but if Jiang Can took it seriously, then he would be breaking the rules.
She remembered Old Chen's words: no matter what, it's best to be careful.
Jiang Can straightened up, still wearing a polite smile, but there was always a sense of estrangement in that smile.
Heya gave a wink to her attendants, and soon someone brought out an exquisite velvet box.
She opened it in front of Jiang Can.
Jiang Can was stunned. Inside was a set of exquisite jewelry, gleaming in the sunlight.
“This is a Kashmir sapphire, one of the world’s most precious gemstones,” Heya said with a smile. “This set of jewelry was a gift from a princess from a neighboring country, but I think jewelry should be given to those who are destined to receive it.”
"My complexion doesn't match sapphires. You have fair skin, so you'll definitely look good in one!"
Heya placed the box on the table and pushed it forward. "Jiang Can, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it!"
Jiang Can's heart suddenly raced.
This jewelry set is exquisitely crafted and extremely luxurious, with every little detail meticulously crafted.
Especially that sapphire ring, the gemstone is huge and of perfect quality, it is a rare treasure, it would probably fetch an astronomical price at an auction house.
However, as the old saying goes, "He who takes a man's money is bound to be grateful."
If she accepts such a valuable gift, she will inevitably be controlled by Hea in the future.
"Your Highness, you're too kind." Jiang Can smiled and closed the lid. "It's an honor for me to befriend you. How could I possibly accept your gift?"
"We're friends now, what's wrong with giving a small gift?" Heya looked at her. "It's not expensive anyway, just take it!"
"Your Highness has seen many fine things, so of course you don't find them valuable. But in the eyes of us commoners, this is truly priceless!"
Herya's smile froze slightly.
She knew Jiang Can was refusing, but even her refusal was said so sweetly. She truly deserves to be called the little fox born from that old fox Yin Ruohong!
She continued tentatively, "Jiang Can, we're friends!"
Jiang Can continued to smile and decline, saying, "Precisely because we are friends, we should be more mindful of boundaries. As the saying goes, one should not accept a gift without merit. This gift is really too valuable, and I cannot accept it."
"Who said you haven't done anything?" Heya smiled, a complex look flashing in her eyes. "You'll soon have your chance to prove yourself!"
Jiang Can was taken aback, not understanding the meaning behind her words.
The servant peeled the lychees and placed them in a gold dish. Heya ate them one by one at a leisurely pace.
Jiang Can sat silently beside him.
The sun slowly set, casting its last rays upon the earth. The temperature should have dropped by now, but Jiang Can felt even hotter, so stuffy she could hardly breathe.
After Heya finished eating the last lychee, she looked up at her.
"CanCan, I have something I want to ask you."
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com