He spoke as if it were true, but...it was already too late.
Even if she hadn't agreed to marry Bei Jingshen, she wouldn't dare to now.
She needed to go home, to leave this place; she couldn't make any promises to him.
Ya Shitian slightly opened his mouth, "Don't believe what I said?"
Ye Anqi suddenly laughed, "Young Master Ya, by saying this, you make me think you've fallen in love with me."
"...If I loved you, would you go with me?"
"No."
Ye Anqi's answer was without a hint of hesitation.
Ya Shitian's dark eyes became even more shadowed.
"Then what would make you willing to go back with me?"
Ye Anqi stepped back, "Young Master Ya, it's all too late. We're not fated to be, and... thank you for your kindness."
Ya Shitian's face was expressionless, "What do you mean we're not fated to be?"
Laughing while backing away, Ye Anqi said, "Not fated to be is just that, not fated to be."
"Fate is made by people. If I say it exists, it exists!"