Yan Xihu's eyes were red, and his gaze, filled with complex emotions, was fixed on her, knowing she was his sister's daughter. He couldn't bear to blink.
Qin Ruan couldn't stand the expectant stare and turned her head as if casually examining the hotel room's setup.
Changyuan stepped forward and asked, "Qin Ruan, when will you fulfill what you promised me?"
Qin Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice tinged with a smile, "What did I promise you?"
Changyuan's normally expressionless face momentarily cracked, and he narrowed his eyes, "Are you thinking of reneging?" His displeasure was palpable and undeniable.
Qin Ruan chuckled, "So, you want to enter the entertainment industry. Do you have acting skills, or can you sing, or do you have any other special talents? Could it be that you're planning to reveal your true form and perform tricks for the audience?"
Changyuan: "..."
Rage churned in his eyes, a rage born of Qin Ruan's ignorant remarks.