Qin Yu frowned but noticed the profound secrets hidden deep within his eyes.
No, it wasn't because of that.
Perhaps—precisely because Qin Lin was not the original's biological father, if she killed him herself, it would cause the whole world to doubt her identity beyond reproach, and this secret could be incredibly dangerous for her.
Qin Yu had intended to find out this identity secret, so she couldn't help but ask, "Who am I really?"
"You... the Qin family..." Chen Yanjiu wanted to say something, but it was too late. His chest heaved, and in the end, he fell silent.
He could only hastily add a sentence, "Trust no one, read more."
The previous statement was distinctly slow, but this one was said in haste because it was his last before dying.
The light in his pupils scattered.
Only the hand holding Qin Yu's wrist remained tight.
Until the skin temperature turned ice cold.
Qin Yu also fell completely silent.
