Nan Sichen's face had turned ashen, his gaze cold as Hell Asura, angrily glaring at Qin Han.
He suddenly spoke, his voice even more chillingly frightening, "You clearly know who drugged it, do you still need me to tell you?"
Qin Han initially wanted to say something else, but at Nan Sichen's words, she abruptly looked up at him in disbelief, "You, you know?"
"I know," Nan Sichen stared at Qin Han, "Of course I know."
Qin Han looked at Nan Sichen in terror, shaking her head vigorously, "Impossible, impossible, how is this possible? At that time, you clearly thought it was Qin Yin who did it, how could you possibly know? Was it Qin Yin who told you? It must be her, it must be her, she fooled you, Brother Sichen, Qin Yin deceived you."
Qin Han, like a woman possessed, lunged towards Nan Sichen, gripping his sleeve tightly, and shook it violently, "Brother Sichen, Qin Yin deceived you. Believe me, believe me."
