Huang Yanyan's POV:
The alarm blasted its obnoxious tune at the crack of dawn, but I was already wide awake with anticipation. Today was the day we headed to Beijing for Gramps' over-the-top birthday extravaganza. As if the old man needed to remind me - I'd been counting down the days to experience that private jet life.
Throwing on some sweats, I bounded out of my swanky apartment's bedroom, fired up and ready to roll. No need to tiptoe around anymore now that the truth was out about my roots. This was my life to live loud and proud.
The doorbell chimed and my heart skipped a beat. Right on time, Wu Haoyu strode in looking like he'd already owned the day in that crisp white button-down and slacks. My eyes shamelessly roamed his frame as Wu Ling trailed in behind him, smirking at me knowingly.
"Mornin' princess," she teased in that playful lilt of hers. "You about ready to go get your lavish on?"