He doesn't love Ye Rumeng

Ye Anqi crossed her arms and lifted her chin slightly, "Keep the ball on your head, and don't let it fall."

The servants carefully kept their distance from her, this woman was purely courting death.

Ya Shitian laughed, and with a bang, the beach ball exploded in his hands.

Ye Anqi: "..."

Ya Shitian opened his palms, looking innocent: "It broke."

"Come here." She decided to take another approach.

There were many ways she could make him look foolish and torment him.

Ya Shitian walked up slowly, his presence astonishing—

Ye Anqi felt a pang of guilt, he would surely settle scores in the autumn, wouldn't he?

"My queen, what are your orders?" Ya Shitian asked with a smile.

"Don't smile like that, it's ugly as hell."

Then he revealed an even more bone-chilling smile.

Ye Anqi suddenly realized that wanting him to be her servant and to torment him severely was too unrealistic of a dream.