"You... cough, wow..." Qin Muliang choked with anger, a sudden cough brought forth a spray of fresh blood, "You are a member of the Qin Family, and yet you have the audacity to give away the Qin Family's shares to someone else, you're really something, aren't you? How can you do this to your deceased grandfather who adored you so much?"
"I believe Grandfather wouldn't blame me, because he knows that Yun Shang is safer in my hands than in yours." Qin Yin stared at Qin Muliang, watching as blood spurted from his mouth without a flicker of emotion, her gaze cold and distant as she added, "Also, you got one thing wrong, Nan Sichen is my husband, what's his is mine, I'm not giving anything to 'someone else.' And you, you snatched the shares from me and yet planned to hand over that 5% to Nan Jingkang's mother—you are the one trying to give away the Qin Family's company to others."
Qin Muliang's lips trembled with fury, but he had no retort because what Qin Yin said was all true.
