Thinking about this made Qin Han even angrier, and she felt a trace of regret in her heart. If she hadn't gone to the restroom last night, if she had drunk that glass of wine, was it possible that she would be the one with Nan Sichen?
He would surely agree to marry her as well, right?
This thought made Qin Han hate Qin Yin even more. She didn't get to drink that glass of wine last night entirely because Qin Yin had stained her clothes.
When Nan Sichen appeared, Qin Yin was already trying hard to adjust her emotions.
Finally, when the two were sitting in the car, she turned her head and glanced at Nan Sichen who was driving in silence. He showed virtually no expression, his handsome face, which could stir up resentment among gods and humans, looked somewhat indifferent and carefree under the sunlight.
His perfect thin lips were slightly pursed, showing no sign of speaking. But where on earth was he taking her?
