Ye Weiyi quickly assumed a half-kneeling position, "Your Highness, this servant knows she was wrong. Please, quell your anger."
This posture made her look just like a servant girl from ancient times, amusing Qiao Xiaon'an to laughter.
Ye Jiajia, standing on the side, also broke into a radiant smile.
Qiao Xiaon'an helped Ye Weiyi rise from her half-kneeling position, "Sit properly, will you? Always flattering me as if I were an Empress."
"Isn't your treatment akin to that of an empress?" Ye Weiyi said, sitting back in the sofa seat across, pouting. "The news of you marrying Yun Shao will undeniably be the headline tomorrow. With you, a wealthy young miss, as my friend, my life's worth has gone up."
Qiao Xiaon'an was still lost in thought, wondering how she ended up becoming Amo's wife.
Recalling the various scenes from their first encounter to the day they got their marriage certificate, everything seemed too surreal.
