Miss Mai heard the change in Yan Qingsi's tone and asked, "Qingsi, are you thinking about giving up?"
"Give up? You must be joking."
Yan Qingsi knew that she was on the path of no return. Whatever the means, she was getting her revenge.
She was not going to allow a little pain and suffering to stand in the way of her goal. She would not rest until the despicable family that ruined her mother got what they deserved.
Miss Mai teetered between the two stances and said worriedly, "Qingsi… Maybe we should just give up. Come on home. I can get you other roles. I can pick you up now."
The reflection in the bathroom mirror was herself, a woman of impeccable beauty—a twenty-five-year-old who was at the peak of her youth.
Yan Qingsi brushed her fingers across her cheek. "Other roles? CEO He is not the only bad apple in the basket. There're CEO Lee, CEO Wang, CEO Zhao... Your concern is appreciated, Miss Mai."
"Qingsi…"
