Yan Xiaye first let out a sigh of relief, but soon, tension gripped her heart once again.
As Crow had said, he had gone to great lengths to meet her and must have had ulterior motives; now that she had fallen into the man's hands, she was utterly clueless about his intentions.
Noticing that Yan Xiaye's expression changed in an instant, her reason always prevailed over her panic. The admiration in Crow's eyes was unmistakable, as he genuinely found the girl before him novel and interesting, so different from the noble girls he had known in the past, "No wonder Second Master Li treats you differently. You indeed possess the potential worth sculpting."
"Thank you," Yan Xiaye was in no mood for pleasantries with a criminal who had harmed her before, her gaze cool and forbearing as she stared at him, "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"You're so smart, do you really not understand? Or are you pretending to be foolish with me?"
