Qin Jingyi's smile stiffened slightly, and his gaze at Yan Xiaye suddenly became more inscrutable.
With his understanding of Yan Xiaye, he expected this woman to confront him in front of the journalist, exposing his lies, allowing him to play the role of the good brother, keeping silent, and thereby gaining more trust from the journalists.
However, Yan Xiaye didn't play by the rules, so he could only go along with her act.
Even though the two were already at loggerheads, wishing each other an untimely death, they still had to put on a facade of calm, acting for everyone to see.
"Yan Xiaye, I'll ask you one thing, will you come back with me?"
As a legitimate son of the Qin Family, Qin Jingyi finally gave a serious thought to his position and stance, earnestly advising, "Dad said as long as you still want to be a daughter of the Qin Family, the past can be bygones."
"Miss Yan, does your father's 'past' refer to your marriage to Li Beicheng and the subsequent divorce?"
