"Now, do you believe me, miss?"
"Aren't you going to tell me who you really are?"
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Qin Yi gazed into Nangong Yajing's eyes.
At this moment, Nangong Yajing was guessing in her heart—could this man be the Child of Destiny that the wise ancestor of the Nangong family spoke of?