Qin Ruan must have said something to Liao Yu. She looked at Qin Mei with a nostalgic gaze and waved him over, "Second Young Master, can I have a word with you?"
Qin Mei, hugging Xueqiu, walked over with trepidation.
He was not afraid of Liao Yu; it was the two Underworld Envoys floating behind her that made his heart shudder.
Liao Yu slowly floated in front of Qin Mei, her voice soft, "Tell your brother for me, I am thankful for all these years. If he hadn't given me a chance at the Qin Group due to our schoolmate bond, I wouldn't have enjoyed ten glorious years before my death, everywhere I went people would respectfully call me 'Secretary Liao'."
If it hadn't been for her encountering Qi Ling, a man who succumbed to temptations too much after stepping into society, and turned into a scumbag without her realizing it, she wouldn't have died unjustly at the young age of thirty.
In her life, the person she was most grateful to was her junior, Qin Jingcen.