Qian Renyue asked outright.
She and Xue Qinghe both knew perfectly well who the other was. With no one else here, there was no need to put on an act.
"What do you think?"
Xue Qinghe did not answer her question directly. He quietly studied Qian Renyue, the scrutiny in his eyes unmistakable. She did not find it offensive, either. With a faint smile, she said, "I know it was him."
"Yes, it was him." Xue Qinghe nodded and looked out the window. The scenery outside was lovely: towering trees stood in pleasing arrangements, birds sang, and cicadas chirped, lending a touch of spring to the autumn day. "But, Second Younger Sister, there's something I'm curious about. I wonder if you could clear it up for me?"
With that, Xue Qinghe drew his gaze back and looked at Qian Renyue again.
She met his eyes. "What is it?"
Xue Qinghe pursed his lips, sounding somewhat uncertain. "What exactly is your relationship with Grandpa Guang Ling? Are you his granddaughter, or are you his daughter?"
Beyond those two possibilities, Xue Qinghe truly could not think of anything else. After all, Qian Renyue's attributes were identical to Guang Ling's, and their soul skills shared similarities as well. It would seem far too strange if they had no connection.
How could two people in this world be so alike? Could it be a marriage destined by heaven?
A flicker of astonishment crossed Xue Qinghe's eyes, but he immediately dismissed the thought.
Qian Renyue was only ten, while Grandpa Guang Ling was already so old. However he looked at it, it was rather inappropriate.
Shaking his head unconsciously, Xue Qinghe felt he must have gone mad to let his thoughts wander in that direction.
"He saved my life."
Qian Renyue answered.
She did not