Hu Xiaotian did not try to defend himself. Instead, he continued, "When I woke up, I discovered I'd somehow arrived in ancient times, in a world I had no memory of ever knowing. I became Hu Xiaotian, the son of Hu Buwei, Great Kang's Minister of Revenue. You probably know most of what happened after that."
Qin Yutong turned around, her beautiful eyes fixed quietly on Hu Xiaotian's, as though she wanted to see straight into his heart.
Hu Xiaotian said, "I've told other people about this before, but no one would believe me."
Qin Yutong said, "I don't believe you either!"
Hu Xiaotian said, "Why did the Master of Mei Manor and Ren Tianqing murder your mother?"
Qin Yutong's beautiful eyes turned cold. "My family affairs are none of your concern!"
Hu Xiaotian said, "It's not that you don't want to answer, or that you're avoiding the question. It's because even you don't understand the truth behind it. Why not let me tell you? Do you want to hear it?"
Qin Yutong said nothing, but her gaze softened, signaling a kind of surrender. Hu Xiaotian was right. Although she had learned many things, there were still far too many mysteries she could not explain.
Hu Xiaotian said, "If you want to hear it, you have to agree to one condition. Could you stop wearing your mask from now on?"
Qin Yutong's delicate brows knitted together. This fellow truly could not change his nature. He never missed a chance to set conditions.
Hu Xiaotian took the initiative to compromise. "Then how about not wearing your mask when we're alone together?"
Qin Yutong said, "We won't have another chance to be alone together."
Hu Xiaotian could not help laughing. Then he said, "I'll take that as a yes. I once discovered