Qin Yin's gaze fell on the two giant teddy bears on the lazy sofa of the bedroom balcony. Her heart suddenly clenched, it hurt so much, it really hurt so much.
Clearly, he was so good to her, but why was he the culprit that harmed her mother, why?
Did he do all this just because of guilt, really?
But even if it was just out of guilt, he didn't have to marry her, yet he saved her at her most embarrassing moment and married her.
He gave her everything every young girl dreams of.
But in the end, it turned out all to be fake, all fake.
Qin Yin felt a terrible headache, alternating between Nan Sichen's kindness and the image of her mother lying in a pool of blood.
"Ah…" she screamed, holding her head, curling up in the corner of the bed, trembling all over.
When Nan Sichen returned, he happened to see Qin Yin in that state. He rushed to her, calling her name, "Yinyin, what's wrong?"
