"Shinian, she's insolent. Have someone throw her out quickly," Li Baiyi pleaded softly, gritting her teeth in anger, but she couldn't lose her composure in front of Sheng Shinian, at her banquet.
Li Qiyu smiled as she lifted the man's chin with the invitation letter, beguiling enough to stun the entire crowd: "Scared?"
Sheng Shinian lifted a finger to push it away, frowning: "Today is Bai Yi's birthday, don't make a scene."
"But you were just looking at me," Li Qiyu fluttered her long lashes, coquettishly graceful and unabashed.
Sheng Shinian impassively said, "Miss Li, if you want to leave some dignity for us both, please leave on your own—"
Li Baiyi leaned sweetly against him, looking pitifully woebegone: "Even though you've always liked to compete with me for things, Shinian has chosen me. I can let you have anything else, but not love."
He gazed at Li Baiyi tenderly, "No matter what happens tonight, I won't change my choice."
"Shinian—" Li Baiyi's face was touched.