Yan Xiaye nodded gently, "I remember."
At that time, she had been skeptical, but since Old Mr. Qin had personally told her about the past, she was well aware that it was not just a story, but the most cherished memory of his life.
"It's much simpler from here on..." The lenses reflected the stark white light, concealing Tao Jingxi's profound intentions as he asked in a very ordinary manner, "Miss Yan, have you ever thought about changing your life?"
Yan Xiaye's brow twitched, and she glanced sidelong at the ambiguous Tao Jingxi, instinctively wanting to refuse.
The last time she had heard a similar question was from Qin Yan.
Back then, she had no choice but to agree to Qin Yan, and although she had obtained evidence enough to decidedly confront Yan Shuirou, she had also paid a considerable price, being forced to become entangled with the Qin family. Now, she was on Qin Yan's "ship," and it was uncertain whether she would land safely.