"I really don't want to have anything to do with them. The Qin family is even less than strangers to me," said Qin Jiran as he walked alongside Su Yanyi, his tone a bit sour. If he could choose, he would rather that no member of the Qin family recognized him.
"I understand." She naturally understood his meaning. If it weren't for the Qin family causing trouble out of nothing, she also wouldn't want to have anything to do with them.
"I thought the old man wanted to see me, maybe he really wanted to see me before he died, but I didn't expect that not only was he guarded against me, he even wanted to use me. How ridiculous," Qin Jiran said with a bit of a downcast tone. Although he wasn't heartbroken, he was certainly unhappy—after all, that person was his grandfather.
Su Yanyi could feel Qin Jiran's despondency. She wanted to comfort him, to say something to make him feel better, but she found she really didn't know what to say or how to comfort someone.
