"Psycho." Nan Sichen decisively spat out the word, and Qin Yin almost burst out laughing.
"Hey, Nan Sichen, why are you insulting people like that?"
"I'm not." Nan Sichen took a sip of his drink, "Just feels like it."
"If Jun Nian really agrees to give Jun Lan to Jun Tian, are you actually planning to give up Jun Lan?" Qin Yin tilted her head, looking at Nan Sichen and asking.
Nan Sichen's lips curved into a slight smile, "Yinyin, do you really not know why I acquired Jun Lan?"
"Wh-why?" Qin Yin asked dumbstruck.
"Wasn't it because you suggested it?"
"Cough cough..." Qin Yin cleared her throat twice, "Was it really because of my little joke?"
"Yes." Nan Sichen nodded.
For a moment, Qin Yin felt like something had struck her heart, faintly aching, "You... seriously went all in."
Nan Sichen said nothing, placing his glass on a passing servant's tray, before taking Qin Yin's hand and preparing to leave.
