"I have no interest in such an insincere apology. Get lost!" Yang Qi said coldly. "Remember this: next time, I will kill you."
Ning Que stood up, his expression incredibly grim.
Lin Qingxuan glanced at him. "You should be thanking Yang Qi. If he hadn't wanted to deal with you himself, I guarantee you wouldn't be leaving here alive today. Get lost!"
Ning Que clenched his teeth and turned to leave.
"Uncle Seven, you know about what's between him and me, right?" Lin Qingxuan asked, looking at Lin Qiye.
"I do," Lin Qiye nodded.
"Since you already know, then let me tell you again, with the utmost seriousness," Lin Qingxuan declared. "I, Lin Qingxuan, will marry no one but Yang Qi in this lifetime!"
