"So, only the first possibility remains. Both your father and mother must have been hunted down and, at the moment of their imminent peril, they had their people smuggle you out and give you the keepsakes."
"If you say it like that, I almost believe it," Qi Qingyao said calmly as she cradled her forehead.
"When you put it that way, it looks like I've guessed part of it right. So, that's why your approach was… like that." Still rubbing her forehead, she was a bit speechless, but her tone remained calm and composed. She also agreed with the explanation. "You are impressed by my intelligence, but find it a little hard to believe."
Lu Yan's expression became clearer and clearer. "It seems that the keepsakes are more special than I thought."
"Oh?" Qi Qingyao looked at him composedly despite the pressing subject being raised.