"Qin Han, what on earth are you trying to do?" Qin Yin stared fiercely at Qin Han, pulling her hand back from her. She merely withdrew her hand, without using much force at all.
Yet, Qin Han dramatically fell to the ground. She looked at Qin Yin fearfully, her eyes filled with tears, her voice shaking, "Sis...don't hit me, don't hit me, I won't say anything anymore. I will keep this matter to myself, don't hit me anymore."
A mocking smile formed at the corners of Qin Yin's mouth. "I am not interested in your performance. It's a shame you're not in the theater department."
Saying that, she was about to go back to her dorm, when Xie Bin grabbed her wrist, a hurt tone in his voice, "Is what she said true?"
"None of your business." Qin Yin was infuriated, really not wanting to recall the events of the past night.
