"This— You?"
"This was left behind by Yanran."
Seeing Qin Lin's confusion, Lin Qingyue parted her crimson lips. "Su Qian sacrificed herself to buy time, letting Ma Ningyuan—"
"Don't worry, I will compensate Secretary Su. When the time is right, I will make Ma Ningyuan pay a heavy price and get revenge for her!"
Qin Lin didn't know what else to say. He just picked up the box of Yu Ting, draped his coat over Lin Qingyue's shoulders, and walked out of the room.
"Damned beast!"
Then, with a complex expression, Qin Lin knocked on the door of the adjacent guest room.
"Just a moment," Su Qian's voice came from the guest bathroom.
A short while later, Su Qian emerged. Her fingers were wrinkled from soaking, and she staggered slightly as she walked out of the bathroom in her robe. "What is it?"
"Um, this must have been hard for you." Not knowing what else to say, Qin Lin awkwardly handed the Yu Ting to her. "You should take this. Better to be safe."
