"So, you came back to the country just for money and fame?" Yanshen's eyes were deep, the outside world bathed in daylight, but his eyes held the vastness of the stars and night.
Her response echoed precisely with her departure four years ago when she had gone abroad with another man for money.
For money, she entered the entertainment industry.
For money, she dumped him.
Yao Qing thought it over for merely a few seconds, her tone nonchalant as she said, "You could understand it that way."
The man lit a cigarette, the lighter hissed as a flame leapt into being in his hand.
Amidst the curling smoke, his voice seemed less tangible, "If that's the case, you should know who in Yaocheng can give you the most fame and benefit."
Yao Qing quickly analyzed the deeper meaning behind Yanshen's words.
Sitting across from the smoke, she laughed lightly, "Is Mr. Yu referring to himself?"
"I won't deny it," Yanshen's voice was murky and indistinctly heavy.
