"You're just now realizing how scary I am?" Yan Ye remained nonchalant about what she said.
Surviving out there, one definitely needs to have some extreme measures.
Otherwise, one could be wiped out in minutes.
Lian Xinying sighed gently, shaking her head, "I've always known you were scary… but, how could you even investigate your own father?"
"I didn't investigate him," Yan Ye's expression cooled slightly, and after a moment's contemplation, he explained, "The information on my dad was leverage used by someone else to threaten me."
His life had never been as smooth sailing as others believed it to be.
All the glitz and glamour were earned by treading a path paved with blood.
Lian Xinying's heart sank a bit as she apologized huskily, "Yan Ye, I wronged you."
"I"m not a good person to begin with. You didn't wrong me," Yan Ye's gaze was indifferent, and it lacked warmth even under the sunlight; the topic was too heavy, "I just can't bring myself to harm my relatives."
