"Miss, I don't understand, why do you insist on keeping him by your side, is it that you really..." Qiaoyin's words faded into silence.
Though Qiaoyin didn't finish her sentence, Ye Ying guessed what she meant.
"You think I've fallen for him?" Ye Ying laughed and then her expression turned melancholic, "Qiaoyin, you've been with me for so many years... don't you understand what kind of person I am? I wouldn't easily fall for someone. But once I do, it's for a lifetime. So, after that jerk died, my heart died as well. In this life, no man, including Li Huai, could make me fall for him."
"Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't do this on purpose," Qiaoyin apologized, even more confused, "If you don't like Li Huai, why are you telling everyone he's your man? And why keep him around?"
"Qiaoyin, when those people come to kill me, do you think you alone can protect me?" Ye Ying smiled helplessly.
It suddenly dawned on Qiaoyin – this was Miss's motive. She'd failed to guess it.
