The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!-Chapter 200 Second Prince Hughes Returns

Dean was astonished and became somewhat incoherent due to his excessive excitement; he spoke more in that half-hour than he had in the previous two months.

"Lin Fu, you are too wealthy."

"I am so envious of you."

"My goodness! All these are treasures; they shouldn’t be in a suitcase. They belong in an art gallery."

Dean’s face was filled with regret and envy; after hesitating, he finally mustered the courage to say, "Lin Fu, let’s be friends!"

"Ah?"

What kind of approach is this?

"You wouldn’t want to be friends with me just because of my clothes, would you?"

Does that sound weird?

Is this a conversation that adults should have?

Isn’t it a bit childish?

"Of course, I’ve always wanted to be that wealthy woman who wears museum-quality pieces as everyday clothes." At this moment, Dean had completely forgotten his previous reservations, and he declared that Miss Lin Fu and the Duke were the perfect couple.

"Haha..." Lin Fu laughed somewhat helplessly, pretending to be in a difficult position, "Well, I may have to consider it unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you can make me look absolutely beautiful," said Lin Fu, ending up laughing herself.

It was then that Dean realized he had been teased, but he wasn’t upset in the slightest. "Don’t worry, the butler recruited me precisely because my photos and videos are the most beautiful."

"Then it’s a deal. Choose any dress you like."

Lin Fu raised her hand and high-fived Dean.

"Oh my! Lin Fu, you are too kind and generous ..." Dean lavished praise as if it cost him nothing, eventually making Lin Fu feel a bit embarrassed. Fortunately, she was now too distracted by her training to bother with makeup or appearances.

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Capital Star, Artificial Sea, Red Maple Golden Dew Palace—

Today was the day the Second Prince Hughes returned from an official visit abroad on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, and the Imperial Palace hosted a grand welcome ceremony.

The Imperial Prime Minister, Ministry of Internal Affairs, Information Department, and high-level generals from both the second and third Cosmic Fleets, among several other powerful ministers, attended in person.

The scale surpassed that of an ordinary prince.

In the turmoil caused by Fu Xing, Theresa finally lost the advantage she had struggled to build in Hughes’s absence.

Many speculators placed their bets on Hughes.

In this round, Hughes won without lifting a finger.

Who knows how many old foxes sighed at the Second Prince’s good fortune.

Hughes first went to visit His Majesty, who had been in reclusive recovery; whatever father and son discussed, they spent four full hours before leaving the Emperor’s palace. By the time the welcome banquet was over, night had already fallen.

The unique Purple Moon of the Capital Star cast a gentle glow on the blue Artificial Sea, as if draping the Red Maple Golden Dew Palace in a layer of gorgeous mystery.

Dressed in royal regalia, Hughes walked along the palace corridor, his handsome face and noble demeanor shaded with a hint of somberness; his narrow eyes conveyed a sense of aloofness.

His pink short hair, characteristic of the Mecklenburg Family, displayed a completely different aura on him than on Theresa.

It was more arrogant, more aggressive, as if every strand of hair demonstrated his unattainability.

"Your Highness."

The newly appointed Chief Lady-in-Waiting appeared at the door in a panic, trying to stop Hughes’s progress but faltering under his cold gaze and stepping back.

"Hmph!" Hughes scoffed disdainfully as he walked past the Chief Lady-in-Waiting, dropping a comment, "The last one was too bold and got herself killed. This one is too timid; it seems my sister’s judgment is really getting worse."