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  “Do you only make your family unhappy?” Ye Yiren sounded like an elder sister lecturing her younger sister. “Bo Cixue almost caused you to lose your life, but you still have contact with her. I told you the truth, but you didn’t do anything.”


  “Would Sister harm you?”


  Ye Qingcheng looked at Ye Yiren’s cold and beautiful eyes and a smile appeared on her lips. “Sister? I think you’re the one who wants me to be in a vegetative state the most!”


  Ye Qingcheng shook her hand and went downstairs.

  Ye Yiren looked at Ye Qingcheng’s back with a dark expression. She was clearly furious.

  Ye Qingcheng went downstairs.

  From afar, she saw the man talking to Ye Xuan.

  ‘The man was wearing a hand-tailored white shirt. The fitting cut wrapped around his tall body. From her angle, she could only see his side profile. He was handsome and luxurious.

  He had one hand in his pocket, his back straight, his shoulders broad, his waist narrow, his legs long and slender. The aura he exuded was noble and cold, so perfect that no one could find any flaws.

  He was the Crown Prince of S Country.

  Among the young generation, she remembered that he was the most popular with single women internationally.

  He was indeed very eye-catching.

  Ye Qingcheng walked toward Ye Xuan and Ye Jie.

  Hearing footsteps, Ye Jie turned back and his deep black eyes landed on Ye Qingcheng. There was no fluctuation of emotions on his face and he was so calm that no one could see through his inner world. He said calmly, “Princess Qingcheng.”


  Ye Qingcheng raised her eyebrows.

  This person’s voice was as mellow and elegant as a good cello.

  Ye Xuan saw that Ye Qingcheng was staring at Ye Jie but did not greet him. He frowned. “Ye Qingcheng, you’re being rude.”


  “Tm your second sister. I think it’s rude of you to call me by my name.” Ye Qingcheng turned and walked toward the dining room.

  During the meal, Ye Qingcheng heard Ye Lang mention her marriage with Ye Jie.

  Ye Qingcheng drank the soup and did not say anything.

  Ye Yiren had been staring at Ye Qingcheng and Ye Jie silently. Although they were eating at the same table, their eyes did not meet.

  The atmosphere at the dining table was a little stiff.

  After dinner, Ye Xuan invited Ye Jie to play golf in the back garden.

  Ye Qingcheng returned to her room.

  Lying on the bed, she thought of what had happened today and a smile appeared on her lips.

  That Bo Cixue did not look like such a wicked woman!

  Why did she push her down the stairs?

  Besides, Ye Jie was not her type. She had made a wish since she was young that she would not marry into the royal family when she grew up.

  As the President’s daughter, she had been too polite since she was young and she felt exhausted.

  She had always wanted to live a simple life. Did she have to like the man Ye Yiren had dated?

  Could it be that she could not stand Ye Yiren and went to snatch her ex-boyfriend?

  Ye Qingcheng could not fall asleep. She got up, picked up her drawing board, and drew for a while.

  In the middle of the night, Ye Qingcheng was a little hungry. She opened the door and walked out.

  In the living room, she took an apple and a fruit knife and went to the back garden.

  She did not expect to see someone standing in the back garden and was shocked.

  ‘When the person turned around and saw his face clearly, Ye Qingcheng furrowed her eyebrows. “I have something to ask you.”


  Ye Jie hummed coldly.

  “Have I dated you before?”


  He replied, “No.”


  “Then why did I go to Bo Cixue’s coming-of-age banquet with you?”


  He said in a low voice, “At that time, our countries needed to promote cultural and entertainment exchanges. As the representative of K Country, you brought the performance team to the capital for a visit. At that time, you learned that the number one beauty of the capital was about to hold a banquet and

  asked me to bring you there.”


  Ye Qingcheng laughed. “I’m guessing it’s more than that. At that time, did you not like Bo Cixue? Did you want to use me to dispel her feelings for you and not delay her youth to let her find her true love?”


  Ye Jie pursed his lips and said nothing.

  Ye Qingcheng pouted. “You men don’t have many good things anyway. Then, what’s your relationship with Bo Cixue now?”


  A trace of softness flashed past Ye Jie’s dark eyes. “Lovers.”


  Ye Qingcheng scoffed again. “You tried to cut ties with her at that time. How did you become lovers again in just a few years? Don’t you love Ye Yiren very much?”


  His handsome face turned sharp. “No.”


  Ye Qingcheng understood what he meant almost immediately. He had never loved Ye Yiren?

  Oh my god, if Ye Yiren found out about this, she would be furious!

  Ye Qingcheng’s mood immediately improved. She played with the fruit knife in her hand and looked at Ye Jie with a faint smile. “My father wants us to marry each other. What do you think?”


  Ye Jie’s dark eyes landed on Ye Qingcheng’s face, an emotion she could not understand in his eyes. “Apart from Cixue, I won’t marry anyone else.”


  ‘The image of Bo Cixue appeared in Ye Qingcheng’s mind unconsciously.

  She was extremely beautiful, confident, eloquent, and unique.

  ‘Thinking of the calmness and calmness in her eyes when she was racing, she felt that she was very compatible with the man in front of her.

  ‘They were a match made in heaven!

  However

  “Before my accident, you still wanted to cut ties with her and used me to cut off her feelings. I don’t believe that you really love her.”


  Ye Jie pursed his lips and said lightly, “It’s hard to say about feelings. You will only understand that feeling when you like someone.”


  “Men like to say one thing but mean another.” Ye Qingcheng stopped playing with the fruit knife in her hand and took a few steps closer to Ye Jie. “You like her so much. Are you willing to apologize for her?”


  Ye Jie narrowed his dark eyes. “How does Princess Qingcheng want me to apologize for her?”


  Ye Qingcheng handed him the fruit knife. “T’ll stab your arm first!”


  Ye Qingcheng knew how much these young masters loved themselves. It was impossible for them to really hurt themselves. She just could not stand his dignified appearance.

  Ye Jie took the fruit knife from Ye Qingcheng’s hand. There was no emotion on his cold face and his dark eyes were calm. The aura on him was not something ordinary people could compare to. “Really?”


  Being stared at by his deep black eyes, Ye Qingcheng felt her scalp turning numb. She clenched her hands into fists and under his oppressive gaze, she pursed her lips and smiled. “As long as you dare, I’ll keep my word. I’m afraid you only dare to say it, but you don’t dare to…”


  Before he could finish, the man’s right hand that was holding the fruit knife suddenly slashed at his left arm.

  That stab was fast and ruthless.

  His white shirt was soon soaked with blood and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

  Ye Qingcheng widened her eyes, stunned.

  “Y-y-you…”


  Ye Jie pursed his lips, his eyes cold. “I did…… I hope you won’t blame her anymore!”