Qi Qingyao nodded furiously like she was mashing garlic, then asked suspiciously, "Could it be that… the person isn't you?" That seemed to catch him by surprise.
Jiang Yeqian's deep eyes and sword-shaped brows gave off an expression of gloom. "Why would you think that the person is me?"
"Because…" 'You resigned out of nowhere, and you seem very relaxed…'
No, his expression had looked too surprised for that to be the case.
Could it be…
Qi Qingyao took a deep breath, not wanting to believe in that reality. She said softly and helplessly, "Judging by how shocked you are, could it be that it really wasn't you?"
Jiang Yeqian's eyes widened slightly and his expression was cold. He looked at her deeply before closing his eyes, and his voice was controlled when he spoke.
"It's not me."
"..."
Qi Qingyao was shocked into silence.
Jiang Yeqian had a thought. "Do you have someone in mind?"