Qin Jiran silently drank the wine, his face so calm that it betrayed no emotion.
He Mingyang raised an eyebrow, lowering his voice to ask with a hint of curiosity, "Jiran, don't you mind?"
The unspoken words behind 'mind' were clear in their meaning.
The corners of Qin Jiran's mouth twitched into a shallow smile, his tone very certain as he said, "If she wants to stay, no one can snatch her away; if she doesn't want to stay, no one can keep her."
He Mingyang looked deeply at Qin Jiran and nodded in agreement, "Yeah, that's exactly the kind of person she is, so you don't have to worry about her being taken away. Once she's set on you, she's yours."
Qin Jiran grinned, saying nothing more. Whether Yanyi was his or not wasn't for him to decide, but he would try very hard to make that statement a reality.
