"Nan Sichen, even if you don't remember the past, there's no need to be so heartless, to humiliate me like this. What do you mean by compensation? I don't want your compensation. Give me back my child, and as for this phone, I don't want it. Take it back."
Qin Yin jumped off the bed and shoved the phone back into his hand.
Nan Sichen frowned as he looked at the phone being shoved back into his hand, his voice cold as he said, "I never take back what I give."
He placed the phone with a 'snap' on the bedside table, straightened up, and looked down at Qin Yin from a higher vantage, "Whether you want it or not is up to you. You can throw it away, but recently, I need to be able to contact you."
After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave, but seemed to remember something and turned back to Qin Yin, saying, "You don't need to fix your old phone either, better to use your time to care for the child."
