Yan Qingqing pointed a finger at Ye Tianxin.
She could not accept this. She could not accept that her elder sister had spent all these years loving Li Qingcang.
She could not accept it. She could not accept how she had been embarrassed at the banquet hall tonight.
Li Qingcang held Ye Tianxin's hand and pressed it gently.
Ye Tianxin looked up and saw Li Qingcang's face, cold and serious. She saw his thin lips parting slightly and saying something, and it warmed Ye Tianxin's heart.
"My Little Tianxin does not need anything else. She only needs me."
Li Qingcang's words seemed as if there was nothing special to them. However, there was a hint of arrogance and dominance in it. It surprised Yan Qingqing, and she couldn't utter a word.
To Yan Qingqing, all these issues were Ye Tianxin's flaws. However, Li Qingcang saw them differently.
"She will not be happy."
