Zhou Yalin...
Suddenly hearing this name, Dong Xin Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and she muttered, "Zhou Yalin?"
She had been with Cheng Ziyang for almost six years, and she knew almost everyone he was acquainted with, but in her memory, he and Zhou Yalin had no connection at all, so how could...
Cheng Ziyang nodded with a smile, looked at her, and continued, "Moreover, we knew each other a long time ago."
"A long time...?" Dong Xin Yan still looked bewildered.
"Yes, a long, long time ago." Cheng Ziyang responded, his voice dropping, "So long ago... that after I saved you from drowning, she came to me and proposed a transaction."
He almost had to muster all the strength in his body to get those last few words out.
Transaction...
Dong Xin Yan blinked her dark eyes, her thick, curled lashes fluttering. An ominous feeling rose in her heart, and she tightened her grip on the flowers she was holding, "Ziyang, what do you mean... what are you really trying to say?"
