Qin Yin's body started to tumble and spin in the air, sometimes diving like a swallow, sometimes fluttering like a butterfly, all in a manner that dazzled the audience.
Qin Han, however, was constantly looking at the white silk ribbon, growing anxious. Why hadn't the white silk severed yet? Couldn't it wait for her to finish her dance?
How perfect it would be if it snapped while she was in mid-jump – disrupting her dance, hurting her, maybe even crippling her. Who would want a disabled woman for a daughter-in-law? At least, Nan Family wouldn't.
She entertained these malicious thoughts, her eyes riveted on the white silk ribbon.
Nan Sichen also noticed Qin Han behind the stage, more specifically, how intently she was watching the silk ribbon. His gaze followed suit and moved upwards, but he discovered that the white silk ribbon was about to snap, barely hanging on, a big move from Qin Yin and it would undoubtedly snap.
