Rong Qi turned off her phone, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes to recharge.
Xu Yi glanced back at Rong Qi, his lips curling into a playful grin. He said, "Madam, I was snooping around just now, and so far, I counted three identities for you."
Xu Yi started ticking off on his fingers, enumerating for Rong Qi's benefit. He said, "You're Shanon, the mysterious master of needles; the boss of the famous Qiyan Studio, and something about a royal... harpist? Quite impressive, I must say."
Listening to Xu Yi's words, the driver couldn't help but roll his eyes and corrected, "It's a royal violinist, you ignoramus!"
"Ah, yes, that's it—a royal violinist," Xu Yi agreed. "So, Madam, any other secret identities I should jot down for future reference? You know, just so I don't forget to protect you when I'm engrossed in being an onlooker."
