What Do You Want, Mr. Ji?

The voice was very familiar. So familiar that it made Ye Shengge's heart pound.

Whatever she was afraid of came true. She tried to shake herself free, but Ms. Xu tightened her grip.

If it weren't for the fact that she was in the wrong, she would've thrown the woman over her shoulder.

Ms. Xu sneered and stopped being bossy, but she still looked arrogant.

"Young Master Xiao, she's your guest, and so am I." She glared at Ye Shengge. "Shouldn't I punish her for dirtying my gown?"

"There's a cloakroom on the cruise, Ms. Xu. You can choose any gown you want," said Xiao Ruilang gently. "Don't make things difficult for this poor lady. Leave her to me."

"Who is she to you, Young Master Xiao?" Ms. Xu looked even more pissed, and her tone wasn't respectful. "What if I want her to pay?"

In her opinion, Xiao Ruilang was just a rich kid who didn't have much say in the Xiao family, so she didn't think much of him.