"That's the Tang Fei method," Minghao said with the authority of someone who'd experienced it firsthand. "She doesn't baby anyone. She just expects you to be capable and then you kind of... become capable because she believes you are."
Qin Xinyu considered this, watching his sister navigate the traffic with the ease of someone twice her age. There was so much he didn't know about Twilight, about the years before they'd found each other. She'd survived something, multiple somethings, probably, that had forged her into this impossibly competent person who drove sports cars and ran companies and moved through the world like she'd been doing it for decades instead of years.
"Do you miss it?" he asked quietly. "Your life before?"
The question hung in the air for a moment. Twilight's hands remained steady on the wheel, but something in her posture shifted, became more guarded.
