"Impossible!" Bai Zhi exclaimed.
Yang Ye, who had been stunned, was pulled back to reality by her exclamation. He crafted a slight smile on his lips, put his hands behind his back, and started walking towards the carriage.
As he thought, Qiao Xiaomai was playing a game of feigned indifference.
She had intentionally rejected him before, and now she was dressed so eye-catchingly, clearly desiring to attract his attention.
This game of push and pull, of suppression and stimulation, this little country girl was really playing him. Well, he would reluctantly accede to her wishes and pay more attention to her!
"Miss Qiao, this way please." The coachman said to Qiao Xiaomai, "Nearly everyone has arrived, His Highness Prince Wei is over there, you should greet him first."
Qiao Xiaomai followed the direction the coachman pointed to see Yang Ye approaching. She lightly responded with an affirmation, and then followed behind the coachman.