Nan Sichen sat at the dining table behind her, sighed, slowly stood up, walked over to her, and embraced her shoulders.
Qin Yin paused, not moving. She really wanted to act like the main wife and ask him with a bit of authority, "Just how many good sisters do you have out there? Why does every sister have to marry tears..."
But in the end, she said nothing, just stood silently. Nan Sichen was the first to speak, asking her, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"
Qin Yin looked up at him, took a deep breath and said, "I initially thought this was a business war, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a love drama, complete with hate born from love."
Nan Sichen chuckled softly, "Don't listen to Jian Yanyan's nonsense."
"Are you sure it's nonsense?" Qin Yin looked at him and asked quietly.
"It really is nonsense." Nan Sichen sighed, pulled her into his arms, and together they walked to the sofa to sit down. Then he got up and went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea.
