Meanwhile, in a secret room over a hundred kilometers away, Ye Xin ripped the black cloth from her face. She looked up at the people across from her with a faint smile, her red lips parting as she let out a soft sigh.
"Directors, we've known each other for so many years. For you to do this now… is really quite disappointing." She raised a hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, leaned back slightly, and rested lazily against the back of the chair, her tone languid.
Chen Yun hadn't expected Ye Xin to be so brazen, even now that she had fallen into her and her sister's hands.
It seemed that after all these years of acting, she hadn't changed one bit deep down.
Just like that thorny rose from the Doomsday Squad back in the day.
But Chen Yun, having been in a position of power for many years, had long since learned not to let her feelings show.
Even if her mind was in turmoil, her expression remained as calm as still water.
