Yan Xiaye thought carefully and then sighed in earnest.
"You're right."
Although Old Mr. Qin seemed to have high hopes for her, she was well aware that it was just because Qin Jingyi's performance was too disappointing.
And her ambitions never lay there; without desire, there is no motivation, and indeed she is not an excellent successor.
"You admit it so readily that it makes me regret the conclusions I jumped to just now." Shifting positions to lean on the sofa, Jiang Chuan chatted and joked with her in a relaxed mood: "Don't belittle yourself too much; I always trust Old Mr. Qin's judgment of people."
"...Alright."
Exhaling a heavy breath under the immense pressure, Yan Xiaye still wanted to inquire about the inside story of Yin Mo's pregnancy and asked in a secretive whisper, "Has Grandpa Xu mentioned me recently? And how is Yin Mo doing?"
"Grandpa has been busy with investment affairs these days, as for Miss Yin..."
