Rong Feiyu looked at Ye Nanshen in panic, only to find that Ye Nanshen did not spare her a glance. She was disappointed and hated Rong Qi even more.
'Rong Qi must have said something bad about me in front of Master Shen. Otherwise, why would Master Shen ignore me?' Rong Feiyu thought.
Rong Feiyu bit her lips, and her eyes were teary. She said, "Qi, if you don't agree, I won't go. Let go of me. You're hurting me."
Rong Feiyu struggled to free her hand from Rong Qi's grip. With a wronged expression, Rong Feiyu deliberately revealed her arm that had been pinched red by Rong Qi. Rong Feiyu said, "This is also Old Mr. Ye's intention. As the younger generation, we should be filial to our elders. How can we be so selfish and go against the wishes of our elders? Even if you are unhappy with Old Mr. Ye's arrangement, you can just reject it yourself. How can you strangle me? It hurts."
