"Was it you?" His voice was low and cold, like a chill with snowflakes sweeping through a winter's day.
Jiang Mei shivered in fear, then shook her head with tears welling up in her eyes, "No, it wasn't me."
The reason Nan Sichen didn't ask Qin Yin was that he knew she wouldn't tell him, so he directly asked these people, who had hurt his Yinyin.
Jiang Mei took a step forward, her ankle hurting so much that she nearly fell. She reached out to steady herself on Nan Sichen, but he had no intention of helping her, his gaze swept coldly to her ankle.
As a result, her falling motion was forcibly halted. She probably just wanted to fall into Nan Sichen's arms, but since he was so unchivalrous, she had to stop midway.
Nianzhi poked his little head out from behind, his eyes scanning the scene. Seeing Nan Sichen was already here, he decisively ran out with little thuds.
