“Y-you do? U-um…okay…where do I start?” She mumbled to herself. It was very rare when people actually wanted to hear her side of the story. She rarely got that kind of answer. “Well, I guess I’ll start by asking you a few questions of my own. Do you know the company, Yamaha?”
“I’ve heard of it, yes. Father has some business there” he looked at her more interested than before, wondering where her story would lead.
Boyue could not suppress the laugh that came, they could both harm each other without meaning to! But he could try to...