After asking this question, Ye Caitang's eyes were suddenly filled with hope.
Her hands that hung by her sides could not help but tremble slightly.
Could he be the big brother who had saved her?
Qin Ruohan glanced at the photograph that Ye Caitang had just pointed at. His expression was indifferent, but an inscrutable pain flashed across his beautiful eyes.
Unfortunately, this painful glint flashed past and disappeared.
Ye Caitang did not manage to catch it.
He said lightly,
"Do you think an indifferent and cold person like me will have a deep impression of things?"
For some reason, he looked at Ye Caitang's bright and dewy eyes and found them inexplicably familiar.
Tonight's special sense of familiarity made Qin Ruohan's heart palpitate inexplicably.
The corners of Ye Caitang's lips suddenly curled up bitterly.
"Uh… Maybe it was all in my mind."
Qin Ruohan was the young master of the Qin family.
