Xie Jinbai was furious. He ground his teeth and forced a smile. "Fine. Keep up your act."
So she would.
Cui Lingyao turned back to the match with a wooden expression.
But the man beside her wouldn't let it rest.
In truth, Xie Jinbai couldn't stand it when her attention was elsewhere.
He raised an arm, drained a cup of wine, and asked her again, "If you win, what promise do you want from me?"
Cui Lingyao remained silent, pretending she hadn't heard.
She probably thought she was putting on a good act.
But in Xie Jinbai's eyes, aside from her different face, it was as if his Yaoyao had completely returned.
After all, besides Cui Lingyao, no other noble lady in the Capital City would dare to ignore him like this.
Not even a Princess, nor the Noble Ladies of the Royal Family, would dare.
Only her.
Xie Jinbai's mood inexplicably improved. "Go on, tell me. Perhaps I'll grant it even if you don't win."
He tilted his head, staring at her openly in front of all the other guests.
