He pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly. As the exalted Crown Prince of the Mu Continent, revered and esteemed wherever he went, when had he ever been challenged like this?
Yet, ironically, the one challenging him was the very younger sister he wished to cherish.
Even if his younger sister's words were like a resounding slap to his face, Si Lisao had to endure it; the annulment, after all, had been his own doing.
Si Mingjing, caressing her ring phone, said, "Perhaps I should call Mo Yinhe first and ask for his opinion. If he agrees..."
"That won't be necessary. I'll take you home and then find a hotel."
Si Lisao opened the car door for her, his demeanor noble and proud.
A convoy of high-security vehicles, like a long dragon, sped through the night before slowly entering the Ye Family's palace.
Si Mingjing alighted from the car, intending to wave goodbye to Si Lisao, but to her surprise, he followed suit and exited the vehicle as well.
