Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Sijue watched Annie leave, his courteous smiling face turning grave all of a sudden.
He followed after them immediately.
Tian Yunxin was left behind.
It wasn’t until Duke Berg finished speaking and the music started playing again that she regained her senses.
When she instinctively located Ye Sijue, she could clearly see Ye Sijue’s gaze riveted on Annie.
For some reason, Tian Yunxin trembled unconsciously as she felt an indescribable loneliness.
She instinctively retreated a step, afraid to go up to him.
At the center of the banquet hall, guests danced together in pairs.
Annie stood to the side of the dance floor. She could clearly feel a scorching, yet chilly gaze staring at her from behind.
Her heart trembled. Her little hand tugged at Chris’s s.h.i.+rt as she leaned over to him.
“Chris, I’m a bit…”
She wanted to say that she was a little unwell and wanted to leave first.
But in the next second, a figure with a strong presence came up to her, extending a hand as he said, “Princess Annie, may I dance with you?”
Ye Sijue’s deep blue eyes stared into her eyes.
Annie paused for a moment. She wanted to refuse him, but the etiquette training she received ever since she was young made her unable to refuse him.
“I…”
“I just happen to have something to tell you. Let’s just treat it as… reminiscing about the past, okay?” Ye Sijue smiled, but the air about him was quite odd.
Annie’s heart was beating very quickly. Ye Sijue had already reached out to grab her little hand in a very a.s.sertive manner as he took her to the dance floor.
In a moment’s panic, she looked to Chris as though she were calling for help.
Ye Sijue wrung his brows in a chilly manner. He turned her around to prevent her from looking at her so-called fiancé.
“I don’t want you to look at him!” He said in a cold, bossy manner beside her ear.
Annie’s back suddenly stiffened.
He said very softly so that only the two of them could hear it, but the sudden forcefulness made her flinch.
“You…” Words were stuck in her throat.
Ye Sijue’s big hand clasped her slender waist, drawing her closer. He took her to the middle of the dance floor, where Chris couldn’t see her.
Annie became more nervous, wanting to escape.
For some reason, she felt that the current Ye Sijue was scary.
She clearly understood that he wasn’t just angry but very angry.
Back when she was with him in China, she had never seen him so angry before.
She didn’t know what to do to deal with his anger.
“Mo Xiaomeng…, or should I call you Princess Annie? What, don’t you recognize me now that you’re a different person?” Ye Sijue seemed to have uttered those words through his gritted teeth.
His voice was chilly. It was as if a thousand years of ice was splattered on her cheeks.
Annie didn’t dare to look into his eyes. She kept looking down, thinking about something.
Was she thinking about how to escape from him?
Ye Sijue’s gaze was chilly.
He continued to stare at her little face, keeping quiet just like her.
The two seemed to be competing to see who would be the first to give in.