She said with a sense of loss, "He really hasn't come back, I thought I missed him, so I didn't see him."
"Madam…" The servant seemed hesitant to speak.
Qin Yin, however, sniffled and quickly walked inside.
She sat at the dining table, waiting continuously until after ten at night. Nan Sichen hadn't returned yet; Qin Yin stared at the standing clock the entire time.
Every now and then, the servants would try to convince Qin Yin, "Madam, why don't you eat first? Maybe Master Nan has already had dinner outside."
"Even if he has eaten, he would accompany me to eat again, wouldn't he?" Qin Yin smiled faintly, "You all go rest, I can wait by myself. When he comes back, I can heat up the food myself."
"Madam." The servant still wanted to persuade her.
"Go on," she said again, and though her voice remained gentle, there was an undeniable imperiousness in her tone, very much like Nan Sichen usually was.
