Ye Lingzhi looked a lot older than she did before. Nearly half her hair had turned white, and more wrinkles were etched onto her face. She looked at least ten years older than her actual age.
She looked at Yan Qingsi as if she was tolerating her.
Yan Qingsi did not say anything. She poured a drink for herself out of the teapot on the table. The jasmine tea had already cooled down, but it still had a hint of fragrance when she took a sip out of it.
"I know that you want to kill me, but the Ye family will never let you succeed. Yan Qingsi, I'll live no matter what. Let's see how you turn out…"
Yan Qingsi ignored Ye Lingzhi's burst of madness. She took a photograph out of her purse and placed it in front of Ye Lingzhi. "I'm sure you remember this necklace."
Ye Lingzhi was stunned for a moment when she saw that photograph. Her agitated expression immediately calmed down. "I don't remember," she replied.
