On the throne, the cold and arrogant man said in a deep voice, looking at Xia Xiyu who was standing in the main hall with his head lowered.
"I'm sorry, Father, it's my fault..."
Xia Xiyu lowered her head and lowered her posture. At this moment, she was wearing a gorgeous gauze skirt, with a diamond crown in her pulled-up hair.
Because of Xia Tianxin's escape, she successfully became a substitute and was crowned queen... But, substitute?
A sneer flashed in her eyes... So what if she was the substitute? Anyway, she became the one.
"Don't you know that today is your sweetheart's coronation ceremony? Why do you let her do whatever she wants..."
"I'm sorry, father," Xia Xiyu choked, tears overflowing from her eyes, "Sweetheart...she said that if I didn't let her go...she would jump off the building...she threatened to die, so I had no choice but...
…”
"Ignorance!" Xia Aotian shook his head, anger evident in his eyes.
"Okay Aotian." Sitting next to him was a graceful and luxurious woman. She pulled his arm, "It's not Xi Yu's fault. Don't blame Xi Yu. Since Xi Yu has been crowned the queen,
Okay, let’s let this matter go…”
Xia Aotian frowned and acquiesced.
Xia Xiyu curled her lips secretly.
Now that this is the case... then we can bring Sweetheart back... Xia Xiyu opened her lips, "Father, then... do you want to send someone to bring Sweetheart back?"
"No need." Xia Aotian narrowed his eyes, "When she leaves, let her play outside for a while..."
Xia Xiyu clenched his fist slightly, and he was still so kind to her.