Sima Qing felt somewhat guilty, "Ya Shitian, anyway, I'll remember this debt, we'll see!"
After saying this, she turned and strode away.
Ya Shitian let out a cold laugh, "Are you threatening me with the status of a K Country Royal Princess?"
Sima Qing's footsteps halted.
Her parents' expressions turned even worse, as they pulled Sima Qing away, not wishing to let the situation get out of control.
After all, they were royals and needed their reputation, for everything would be over if their reputation was tarnished.
Especially since Sima Qing's father still aspired to ascend to the throne…
Ya Shitian snorted coldly, turned around, and pulled Ye Anqi along, "Let's go."
His stride away with her made the entire banquet end even less pleasantly.
As they left the hotel, the cool night breeze suddenly brushed against them—
Ya Shitian took off his suit jacket and draped it over Ye Anqi.
Ye Anqi looked up, "Mr. Ya, are you all right?"
