Qi Yichen had said exactly what Qi Siyu was thinking in her heart. Frowning, she let out a disgruntled snort and turned away.
"So what? Just because it's her coming-of-age ceremony, this is still a banquet and a ball. Everyone is still bound to dance, drink, and mingle at a party. How does any of it affect the two of you?"
Qiao Ximin bit her lips, her eyes burning with jealousy and hatred as she muttered, "She's already stolen the spotlight, and now the Young Commander is adding the icing to the cake."
"I guess that's what makes all the women fall for our iron-willed Young Commander."
As he said this, Qi Yichen turned to look at Qi Siyu and sneered coldly, "This is the perk that the woman who stands beside him gets."