A reincarnation, a rising financial elite, and the tangled affections of seven star lanterns from a past life a thousand years ago: Qin Yu’s pupils contracted. “My lord?”
This unfamiliar form of address was like a key, fitting precisely into a long-sealed lock deep in his memory. A sharp pang followed, along with an even greater rush of confusion. He looked at the shock, grief, and disbelief nearly spilling from Su Li’s eyes, and… something else: a profound longing that had crossed the ages. Her gaze was too complicated, too heavy. It weighed on him until even this financial elite, accustomed to controlling everything, felt suffocated and… inexplicably afraid.
“Miss, do you… know me?” Qin Yu’s voice was hoarse. He forced down the turmoil in his heart and tried to maintain his composure.
