Of course, the one he truly liked was Qin Yuhuan. As for Ye Ziqi, he only wanted to...
use her, and also wanted to... damn.
Bang!
As they were discussing, all of a sudden, there was a loud noise. Everyone turned towards the sound, only to see Ye Ziqi standing over a young man in his thirties.
"Ying Wei, I've already told you three times not to bother me again. Did you take my words lightly?" Ye Ziqi looked down at the man under her foot and kicked him hard again.
"Ziqi, there are so many people here. Give me some face," Ying Wei pleaded with a tear-streaked face, "Even if you don't like me, at least talk to me.
Even if you don't want to talk to me, don't hit me. And if you do hit me, not so harshly. I...
I'm not harassing you, I just want to talk to you!"
"Cry, cry, cry, a man only knows how to cry. You're really disgracing your father and the Great Qin Empire," Ye Ziqi said with disdainful laughter. "You think you deserve to talk to Ye Ziqi?