Qin Han's laughter had a sinister edge to it, the sound echoing next to Qin Yin's ear, "Qin Yin, what you owe me, I am going to take it all back today, when Qin Han says something, she does it."
She finished speaking, then laughingly said aloud, "You all escort my uncle home, I'll be taking my sister to rest."
Several men, whom she had brought along and who were total strangers, helped Qin Muchuan leave.
Qin Muchuan seemed completely drained as he left, his gaze fixed on Qin Yin with a touch of concern.
It was already rather late, half-past nine at night, and there were few people around, especially here in the suburban Pinghai. There were a few scattered people discussing affairs, having supper.
Nobody around them was paying attention, especially with Qin Han repeatedly referring to them as sister and uncle, they simply appeared as a family. Who would suspect someone slipping drugs into their drinks?
