My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 393: Si Lisao VS Ye Siyuan 2

He pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly. As the exalted Crown Prince of the Mu Continent, revered and esteemed wherever he went, when had he ever been challenged like this?

Yet, ironically, the one challenging him was the very younger sister he wished to cherish.

Even if his younger sister’s words were like a resounding slap to his face, Si Lisao had to endure it; the annulment, after all, had been his own doing.

Si Mingjing, caressing her ring phone, said, "Perhaps I should call Mo Yinhe first and ask for his opinion. If he agrees..."

"That won’t be necessary. I’ll take you home and then find a hotel."

Si Lisao opened the car door for her, his demeanor noble and proud.

A convoy of high-security vehicles, like a long dragon, sped through the night before slowly entering the Ye Family’s palace.

Si Mingjing alighted from the car, intending to wave goodbye to Si Lisao, but to her surprise, he followed suit and exited the vehicle as well.

Standing tall and slender in the shadows, he looked up at the lights within the house and asked, "Since I’m already here, won’t you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

Si Mingjing looked at Si Lisao with surprise. Is the Crown Prince determined to stay at the palace? What could his purpose be?

Though confused, Si Mingjing suppressed her questions and said, "Crown Prince, please come in."

Si Mingjing ushered him in and then asked the butler to serve tea.

Si Lisao sat on the sofa with an air of nonchalance, accepted the tea from the butler, and sipped it leisurely.

Just then, a cry for help came from the second floor: "Someone, help me! Ah, I’m exhausted..."

Si Mingjing looked up to see Ye Siyuan struggling down the stairs, hugging a large storage box.

The box was so large it blocked her view, forcing her to look down and carefully watch each step to avoid stumbling.

Suddenly, a pair of hands took the storage box from her.

Ye Siyuan, greatly relieved, assumed it was Si Mingjing. Wiping her sweat, she said, "I’ve been cleaning up for ages and finally gathered all the things related to that ’plastic-surgery face.’ While my brother is out, I’m going to destroy it all. That way, if he wants to settle scores later, it’ll be with me, not you... Oh—"

Ye Siyuan, mid-sentence, looked up to see a devastatingly handsome face she had yearned for day and night. She was so shocked she almost bit her tongue. "Li... Li... Lisao..."

Si Lisao took the box from her and descended the remaining stairs.

Ye Siyuan stared at Si Lisao’s broad, tall back, completely dumbfounded.

Si Mingjing explained, "I ran into the Crown Prince at the hospital. He gave me a ride home and decided to stop by for a bit."

But I want to cry! I haven’t washed my hair in three days! For my birthday party, I dyed my hair three days ago, and the stylist told me not to wash it for three days. So, what am I supposed to do now?! I’m not wearing any makeup either. I slept all day at home, just lazing around. Although I’m not a total slob, compared to my usual polished self, this is a complete social disaster! BOO HOO HOO!!!!! Why, oh why, did I have to run into my idol when I haven’t washed my hair or put on makeup? What am I going to do?

After Si Lisao came downstairs, he placed the storage box on the floor, lightly dusted off his hands, and sat down again to continue drinking his tea, paying Ye Siyuan no further attention.

For Ye Siyuan, that moment was pure salvation!

She desperately hoped he wouldn’t look at her. She picked up the storage box Si Lisao had placed on the floor and, with quick steps, said, "Sister-in-law, I should get going."

"There’s no rush. Sit for a moment. That box is so heavy; I’ll call someone to help you with it."

Si Mingjing knew Ye Siyuan had a crush on Si Lisao and saw this as a rare opportunity. She assumed Ye Siyuan would want to stay.

Si Mingjing went to call for assistance.

Ye Siyuan wanted to cry even more. Sister-in-law, you’re really putting me on the spot!

Just then, Si Lisao, who had been lounging on the sofa looking bored, suddenly spoke to her, "I hear it’s the Third Princess’s birthday tomorrow?"

"Ah? Oh, yes!"

Ye Siyuan was extremely flustered. She sat down on the sofa and self-consciously smoothed her greasy hair. Oh, this is social suicide! So be it! It’s not like he’d notice me anyway, no matter how beautiful I was.

Ye Siyuan ducked her head low, retreating into her shell like an ostrich.

Si Lisao, however, wore a faint smile. "How do you plan to celebrate?"

"The same as every year, a birthday party."

Every year, it was a lavish, high-profile birthday party with no significant changes. It was held in the Undersea Royal Palace and involved inviting all the dignitaries of the Atlantis Imperial Capital. Many young talents and distinguished gentlemen would also attend, making it seem like a grand matchmaking event to see who she might choose.

Even though she never chose anyone year after year, people still eagerly anticipated her birthday parties.

Si Lisao set down his teacup. With his long legs crossed and his body casually leaning against the sofa’s backrest, he asked with a smile, "Might I have the honor of attending your birthday party?"

"Huh? Ah? What?" Ye Siyuan was stunned, her words jumbled with excitement. Am I hearing things?

"It seems inconvenient to invite me?"

"Not at all!" Ye Siyuan suddenly sat bolt upright, surprised and overjoyed. Only then did she notice the gauze on Si Lisao’s neck. A pang of concern hit her. "Crown Prince Lisao, your neck! How did you get hurt?"

"It’s nothing," Si Lisao replied nonchalantly.

"How can it be nothing? There’s gauze on your neck! Is it serious? I heard you recently survived an assassination attempt—is that true? Who would be so brazen?"

Just then, one of Si Lisao’s subordinates entered from outside, bowed, and reported with a troubled expression, "Crown Prince, we’ve inquired at all the major hotels, but their security levels are insufficient. You were targeted in an assassination attempt not long ago. If the hotel’s security isn’t adequate, we cannot guarantee your safety."

Si Lisao said, "It’s fine. Just find a decent place. We can make do for one night."

"But, Crown Prince, your well-being is paramount and cannot withstand another mishap! If you were to be injured again, this subordinate would deserve death ten thousand times over and still not be able to atone for it!"

Ye Siyuan immediately stood up and blurted out, "Stay at my place!"

Si Lisao narrowed his eyes, observing Ye Siyuan quietly.

Ye Siyuan’s face flushed crimson, her heart inexplicably tightening. "I... I mean, Crown Prince Lisao could stay here, at my sister-in-law’s. There are plenty of empty rooms upstairs. You’re an honored guest and my sister-in-law’s elder sworn brother; I’m sure she’d be happy for you to stay the night."

Just then, Si Mingjing returned with someone she had called to help Ye Siyuan with her things.

Ye Siyuan quickly got up, hurried over to Si Mingjing, and nudged her expectantly. "Sister-in-law, you’re willing to let Crown Prince Lisao stay the night at the palace, right?"

Si Mingjing: "..."

What on earth happened in the short time I was gone? How did Si Yuan get so thoroughly duped that she’s now eagerly helping Si Lisao after he practically sold her out?

Si Mingjing shot Si Lisao a glare.

Si Lisao, feigning obliviousness, picked up the teacup from the table and leisurely took another sip.