On the yacht, the night breeze gently blew.
Lin Fan looked at Pei Pei sitting in his arms and realized that he had underestimated this young woman.
Although she was only twenty years old, she had been immersed in her family's environment coupled with intentional grooming, her experiences far surpassed those of her peers, and her terrifying analytic ability made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"You studied in a military school, huh? You can unearth so many secrets from just minor actions."
"I aspire to be a diplomat's wife; I studied military psychology, which includes intelligence analysis and psychological warfare, so analyzing human nature for me is as easy as eating. Your disguise is far worse than a spy's. If I can't see through you, then my tuition would have been wasted."
Pei Pei looked directly into Lin Fan's eyes, and at that moment, Lin Fan actually found himself evading her gaze.
