Anning's pov
"Please be reasonable." One of them said, he looked seconds away from losing his patience.
But did I care? No.
Reasonable? These people wanted me to walk back in there, face Wanqing and her fiancèe, and apologize like I had done something wrong. Absolutely not.
The feeling on Wanqing's lips on mine was still fresh in my head, but mixed with how I felt when she had coldly dismissed me in front of Xiao Qingyue. It seemed like nothing.
I shouldn't have been that stupid. We hadn't seen each other for nine months and I still let her touch me.
"I'm being quite reasonable now." I said, shrugging.
"Anning—"
"We aren't on a first name basis. Don't call me that." I snapped, narrowing my eyes at the said guard.
"The imperial princess and Lady Gu aren't angry." He said again.
"Do I look like I care?" I snapped, glaring at the guard. When he opened his mouth to speak again, I yelled. "Just shut up!"
