Just as Princess Xingchen arrived, Supreme Yi in the private booth was already nearly unable to sit still.
She put on a nervous, embarrassed look, her cheeks faintly flushed as she turned her face aside. "Young Master Yinxuan is such an important figure. How could a little reporter like Weiwei possibly be qualified to interview him?"
As she spoke, she wanted to find an excuse to leave.
But before she could come up with one, Ji Tianyang smiled and persuaded her, "Reporter Linghu, you are being too modest. The professional qualities you displayed when interviewing me left a deep impression on me. I am sure interviewing Young Master Yinxuan will not pose any problem. Besides, our Young Master Yinxuan has always been kind and would never make things difficult for you."
Supreme Yi: "..."
She lifted her eyes toward Ji Tianyang, only to meet the smug, credit-seeking glance he secretly shot her.
That look seemed to say, How was that? Your subordinate cooperated well, right?
Supreme Yi secretly ground her back teeth. In that instant, she even wanted to tear Ji Tianyang apart, yet Ji Tianyang noticed nothing wrong and instead felt immense admiration for Supreme Yi.
Her Ladyship truly deserved to be the Devil Race Supreme most skilled at lurking. That bashful yet coy, inviting-yet-refusing appearance of hers perfectly brought the charm of a young maiden in love to life.
Ji Tianyang felt that he had learned something.
To create an opportunity for his mistress, Supreme Yi, and help her take down Wang Yinxuan while the iron was hot and stabilize the overall situation, Ji Tianyang naturally could not drop the ball. He had to do his supporting work properly.
Without giving Supreme Yi another chance to speak, he immediately winked at Wang Songyi, wearing an expression that said,