The four siblings were born with the same parents, so Nan Jin had also inherited his mother's beautiful eyes. He carefully kept a distance and asked Nan Qiao.
His probing, surprised, and uneasy gaze shattered the starlight in his eyes.
"I'm fine. Thank you for saving me back then."
According to Nan Qiao's calculations, even without him, she would still be saved.
"There's no need to thank me. I'm your brother. This is what I should do. Do you have anything you want to eat? I'll buy it for you" Nan Jin hurriedly asked when he saw that Nan Qiao's attitude towards him seemed to have improved.
Nan Qiao was slightly stunned. What was going on with this person?
Murong Chen let them talk at the side. The fingers that were just signing a contract were now holding a small knife, and the other hand was holding an apple, peeling it.
