Yan Qing was speechless. According to Jiang Shi's personality, he certainly would help, but if he knew Shang Xinlei, he might not be so willing. It's like in elementary school, when boys help girls, there's always a subtle sense of embarrassment.
"If you don't help, I'll have to find Xiaoyu and the Eldest Miss Jie, but they have reputations. If something gets exposed, it'll be a catastrophe..." As she spoke, she glanced at Yan Qing, sighing, though she didn't mention him directly, her words were all hinting at him.
Yan Qing forced out a response, "We'll talk about it later."
"Then I'll take that as your agreement," Shang Xinlei raised her eyebrows, her voice light and cheerful. "This way, when I talk to my father, he'll know his obedient daughter was merely deceived and instigated by a Demonic Messenger, and even plans to ruin my marriage. Even if he gets angry, he won't blame it on me."
