She looked aghast, her head turning sharply as she met the man's dark, cold eyes—
Ye Anqi froze completely.
She had not expected Ya Shitian to be here as well…
With a composed stride, the man slowly approached them.
Bei Jingtang extended his hand to him, "Mr. Ya, welcome."
Ya Shitian's lips curved into a wicked smile as he shook hands with him.
His gaze shifted to Ye Anqi, and he stretched out his hand toward her.
Ye Anqi tried to grasp his hand as naturally as she could, but as soon as their hands touched, he gripped it tightly the next second.
The warmth from his palm was transferred to her immediately.
Ye Anqi's breath hitched slightly, "Welcome to you…"
But Ya Shitian casually lifted her hand and planted a gentle kiss on the back of it.
"You look beautiful today, but 'this dress' doesn't suit you," he said softly, his voice audible only to the three of them.
