"Are you worried about me, or are you worried about Old Mr. Qin?"
Li Yuntang smiles charmingly, the corners of his lips smiling in the warm light with a bewitching warmth, leaning in towards Yan Xiaye.
Yan Xiaye clumsily holds the steaming hot dumplings, her gaze darting around, not daring to look at the man's expression, hesitantly saying: "You probably don't need anyone to worry about you..."
"You are not just anyone." Seeing through her insincere hidden worries, Li Yuntang chuckled slowly: "Don't worry about me. Although this cooperation is based on my unilateral sacrifice, it's all voluntary."
Old Mr. Qin, having managed the Qin Family for so many years, had long honed the ability to see through intrigues, seeing right through some of his thoughts, using Yan Xiaye as bait to fully draw him into the game.
