Tan Xiuying rolled her eyes and a spark of curiosity ignited within her. "A secret that could change everything I think I know? You have a flair for the dramatic, Zhen Lei. But you've piqued my interest. Speak, and be sure that your words are worth my time."
Zhen Lei leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid the wind itself would carry his words away. "Let's just say, Miss Tan, that your unexpected visit to the Wang family estate isn't the only secret going on here. What if I told you I have something you might be interested in, but it costs something you might not be willing to pay?"
Tan Xiuying narrowed her eyes and gazed at his face closely, looking for signs of deception. There was a lot of tension between them. She could feel Cai Ying grip her arm tighter.
"If you have something to say, Zhen Lei, then say it. Don't cloak it in riddles and double meanings. What is it that you think could possibly interest me?"
