She didn't understand what was so good about Qin Yin that could turn her always cool and indifferent brother into this state.
"Brother, what do you think Grandma will say tonight?" Tao Miao asked Nan Sichen, not really clear about what she was saying herself, just not wanting him to keep staring at that name on the phone.
Now that they no longer lived together, although they hadn't divorced, her brother had moved out, and she always had opportunities.
Moreover, Grandma had said she would help her as long as there wasn't another incident like the one two years ago.
Nan Sichen had just lifted his eyes to glance at Tao Miao, but before he had a chance to speak, the phone in his hand rang.
He cast his gaze down and saw that it was actually Qin Yin calling.
His deep ink-like eyes suddenly lit up like sparkling diamonds, gleaming with light.
He pressed the answer button, and Qin Yin's voice came through on the phone, "Nan Sichen."
