"Good! You speak, and I'll listen!"
Ai Yujie's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment; just now, she and Andy had ignited like dry wood catching fire. She thought Andy would take advantage of this moment and end up in bed with her, but unexpectedly, he stopped.
She knew the story he was about to tell was related to himself, so she remained silent and listened attentively.
"When I was very young, my parents passed away. I grew up as an orphan, lonely and arrogant. Back then, I spent my days doing nothing, and my only hobby was fighting. If I didn't want to be bullied, I had to continuously fight others..."
Andy slowly shared the background of his life, including how he met Quan Tianyou, the existence of the Secret Door, and the life-and-death tasks he faced.
To him, these were bloody memories from his past, and he didn't know if this little woman would be frightened by them.
