Ye Shan said, "I won't hurt you. All I want is Ye Qiu. But don't think you can persuade me."
"You'll regret it." Qiao Jiaying shook her head and sighed. Those embroiled in the situation are often confused; Ye Shan now seems much like her past self, selfish and completely lacking in a moral compass.
Just then, a rapid set of footsteps sounded down the corridor. Immediately following, the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside, and Qin Jiu entered with someone.
Qin Jiu is thirty-nine this year, but he appears quite striking, looking at most like someone in his thirties. There's a reason he self-styles himself as "Young Master Qin" despite his age.
At this moment, his expression was solemn, and upon seeing Qiao Jiaying, flames surged in his eyes.
"Husband, what are you doing here?" Ye Shan asked hurriedly.
Qin Jiu's eyes flickered: this was the first time she called him husband, which was rather pleasing.
