She jolted, turning around to see a man who resembled Nan Sichen remarkably, his facial expression much softer than Nan Sichen's. He was probably in his forties and was frowning at her.
Qin Yin was startled, unsure of what to do.
With a timid demeanor, Qin Han quickly hid behind Nan Jingkang and said, "Uncle Nan, save me. My sister... my sister threatened to kill me."
Nan Jingkang's frown deepened.
Li Yueyi glanced at Qin Han, they exchanged looks, both with a smirk on their faces.
Qin Yin was stood frozen on the spot, her wrist hurt because Nan Jingkang was holding it so tightly but she didn't say a word.
Nan Sichen discerned that Qin Yin was in pain, and he said, "Let her go."
Nan Jingkang looked surprised. He looked at his usually detached son, then at Qin Yin.
"Let go." Nan Sichen spoke again in a cool tone.
Only then did Nan Jingkang released his grip. Qin Yin's wrist was marked red, perhaps due to her pale skin, the marks seemed shocking.
