Qin Yin blinked, turned her head to look at Nan Sichen, and blurted out, "Could it be that I have some incurable disease? Untreatable? Am I going to die?"
Nan Sichen frowned, but was somewhat surprised as he looked back at Qin Yin. He completely did not understand her line of thinking.
"Do you think my expression looks like you're about to die?" Nan Sichen asked coolly, continuing to watch the road ahead, trying his best to ensure the car did not jostle too much.
Qin Yin tilted her head and thought for a while, then said angrily, "Is it possible that you've already hooked up with a mistress, and if I die, you could be with her openly and legitimately? Seeing that I have an incurable disease, you're actually this happy, even showing such a charming smile."
Nan Sichen could not help but smile slightly and said, "So you think my smile is charming too."
