Nan Sichen flashed a smile and took a sip from his cup of coffee.
Qin Yin raised her head to gaze at the expansive office which resembled a palace. The decor was simple, the furniture all black, and the floor white, creating a stark contrast. However, it was precisely this color discrepancy gave off an aura of grandeur.
Despite its size, the office didn't have many windows. There was a large floor-to-ceiling window behind Nan Sichen, through which all the light streamed in.
She could only imagine that was where her mother jumped.
But it was just a floor-to-ceiling window, there was clearly glass there, how could her mother have jumped from there?
Her hands clenched tightly at the thought, and her breathing became labored.
Nan Sichen suddenly asked, "Did Cheng Hao make this coffee?"
Distracting herself from her thoughts, Qin Yin answered with a laugh, "I made it. I ground the coffee beans and brewed the coffee myself. I did add some milk, though."
