Qi Liya was relieved after repeatedly confirming that Kester would help her keep Ye Xingyu.
After he hung up the phone, he kept thinking about what went wrong and why Ye Xingyu was so anxious to leave.
She couldn't understand, but Erinis reminded her, "Ling Qitang almost had a problem this time. He loves Ling Qitang so much, why would he see Ling Qitang always in trouble."
Qi Liya couldn't help but become jealous when she thought of Ye Xingyu's care for Ling Qitang, "Why! She obviously doesn't deserve it."
"Her father is Sheng Tianze and her mother is Qiu Wanfeng. If she is not worthy, then there is no truly worthy person." Erinis reminded.
Although Qi Liya is a very powerful girl in her heart, she must admit that even Qi Liya like this cannot compare with Ling Qitang's family background.
Being reminded like this by Alinis, Qi Liya's mood became somewhat bad.
She knew that she was indeed not as good as Ling Qitang. With the support of her plutocratic parents, many girls would envy her.
But she was really unconvinced. Why was she so much worse than Ling Qitang when everyone was a girl?
Is this what is called fate?
Then this fate is too unfair.
After thinking about it like this, Qi Liya wished that Ling Qitang died immediately.
When Ye Xingyu returned to the hotel, Nicholas came over first to ask about the situation.
"That little princess probably just wants to increase her presence." Nicholas would not use good words to describe Qi Liya.
In his opinion, Qi Liya was completely unworthy.
Nicholas' words made Ye Xingyu dumbfounded, "Her condition after the miscarriage was indeed not good."
"But her miscarriage has nothing to do with any of us. If she wants to touch us, she is totally wrong." Nicholas reminded.
Qi Liya's calculations were all written on her face, and he felt bored just looking at her.
"Okay... Nicholas, go find some information for me." Ye Xingyu knew that he needed to talk to Ling Qitang about their departure.
That’s why he opened his mouth to send Nicholas away.
"Okay, I understand." Nicholas didn't care so much at the moment. He patted Ye Xingyu on the shoulder, gave Ling Qitang a meaningful look, turned around and left.
Without Nicholas in the room, the temperature changed instantly.
Ling Qitang leaned softly into Ye Xingyu's arms and said softly: "Sorry, I always get into trouble."
Ye Xingyu shook his head, "This is not your fault. And I know they are framing you."
Even if Qi Liya didn't take the initiative to scheme against Ling Qitang, she still contributed to it.
This was the reason why Ye Xingyu wanted to leave.
He won't let the people he likes be wronged here.
"We'll leave tomorrow." Ye Xingyu said.
Ling Qitang nodded.
When the two of them were about to say something more, the hotel room service suddenly knocked on the door.
"Sir, Mr. Kester said he wants to meet with you. Is it convenient for you to see him now?"
The eyes of Ye Xingyu and Ling Qitang met in the air, and a trace of hesitation flashed in their eyes at the same time. They had just decided to leave this troubled place, but they did not expect that at this critical moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Sir, Mr. Kester said that he came here with absolute sincerity, and I hope you will agree to his request." The waiter's voice came through the half-open door with a solemn and respectful voice.
Ye Xingyu waved his hand to the waiter to wait for now, then turned to Ling Qitang and said: "It seems that our trip needs to be put on hold temporarily."
Ling Qitang nodded slightly in response. She knew that in this complicated vortex of the situation, any decision could become a key move that affects the future chess game.
Ye Xingyu took a deep breath, walked to the door as if gathering strength, and opened the door calmly.
After a while, they were no longer the only two people sitting around in the luxurious suite.
Kester, dressed in a luxurious suit, walked into the room elegantly and confidently. He first nodded politely to Ling Qitang: "Nice to meet you, Miss Ling Qitang."
Then, he turned his eyes to Ye Xingyu and spoke calmly but with unshakable certainty: "I understand that you are planning to leave Ainos."
Kester said bluntly, "But I hope you can choose to stay."
Hearing this, Ye Xingyu couldn't help but frown. "Why?"
"Because Ainos is about to fall apart." Kester's eyes were like cold water, deep and firm, "I urgently need a partner as talented and courageous as you to fight for the new king." Bit."
After hearing this, Ye Xingyu had a bitter smile on his face. "I have no desire for the authority of your Ainos."
"So..." Kester was silent for a moment, and continued with an increasingly determined look, "If I can't invite you to share the throne, can I at least ask you to support me and help me turn the tide?"
"But what if I'm not interested in what you call turning the tide?" Ye Xingyu shook his head and smiled.
Kester curled his lips and said, "Since you have already entered the situation with your own body, it would be difficult to escape unscathed."
"Ainos is not my shackles." Ye Xingyu reminded, "He is your battleground, but he has nothing to do with me. Don't you understand?"
"So no matter what I say now, the fifth young master will not choose to stay in Ainos, right?"
Kester's voice suddenly turned cold.
At this moment, the air in this spacious and luxurious suite seemed to have become solemn. Under the bright sunshine outside the window, the place seemed to have become an ice cave.
Ling Qitang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Xingyu, and then at Kester.
Before she could think of what to say, she saw Kester laugh, "Actually, the Fifth Young Master knows...it's not that easy to leave here."
He looked at Ling Qitang, and then said: "Don't you have an old saying, it's easier to ask the gods than to send them away. When you come to Ainos, you have one foot tied to the abyss of hell. Even if you leave now , don’t even think about getting away completely later.”
"So you are threatening me?" Ye Xingyu asked with a half-smile.
"It's not a threat, I just think we have similar interests and want to discuss it with each other." Kester talked about discussing, but his eyes were full of fierce threats.
Even Ling Qitang can feel it clearly.
Ling Qitang couldn't show respect to Kester like this. She smiled coldly, "Then Mr. Kester really made a miscalculation. We are not something you can threaten."
"For a smart man like the Fifth Young Master, why haven't you discovered... that you have been poisoned?" Kester suddenly reminded.
Then he took out a small brown medicine bottle from his pocket, "The poison from Ainos tastes very good."
