Shi Nian's breath hitched in her throat. At this moment, she felt as if in front of her was no longer Jiang Jinyan, but a ruthless devil that would punish her as soon as she blurted out something wrong.
W—What's wrong? They had just been talking nicely, hadn't they? So why did he suddenly get angry out of nowhere?
Shi Nian froze with her eyes wide open.
"Hmm?" The man urged softly. "Come on, tell me."
She blinked, entranced by the lure of his low and husky voice. "What...do you want to know?"
"I just want to know how good this Jia Ming'en is."
"How good?" Shi Nian furrowed her brows softly. Her eyes landed on the bag of medicines. "He bought you so many medicines and brought you home. Isn't that good enough?"
