Kim Zhiyuan bit her lower lip, bent down to pick up her shoes, took one last look at the tall and handsome man, and said, "No need to bother, I'll go back myself. Goodbye."
After speaking, she turned around and walked away.
The night stretched her silhouette long and far...
Xi Zelie watched her departing figure, standing for a long time.
10 minutes later, two black-clothed bodyguards respectfully appeared by his side, lowered their heads, and said, "Young Master Lie, you still have injuries, the doctor has mentioned that you shouldn't catch a cold. The seaside winds are strong, please return to the hotel first. The Princess is waiting for you to have dinner together."
Xi Zelie withdrew his gaze and indifferently said, "Tell her I won't be going tonight, let her eat by herself."
He paused, furrowed his eyebrows, and added, "Also, arrange another hotel for me."
