Qin Yin looked in the direction of his gaze and then angrily said, "Are you stupid or what? That bowl of stir-fried glass noodles is only worth a few bucks at most. Forget it, just keep running."
Qin Yin continued running with Nan Sichen until she couldn't run anymore, and yet the people chasing them were still on their heels.
Qin Yin said bitterly, "Oh my, chasing us this long over a bowl of glass noodles, these people are really persistent."
Nan Sichen had been silent the whole time, merely raising his hand to wipe the sweat from Qin Yin's forehead, then asked, "Thirsty?"
Qin Yin honestly replied, "Thirsty."
"I'll go buy water," Nan Sichen turned and left, his steps steady.
Qin Yin blinked twice, hurried after Nan Sichen, and timidly grabbed his arm asking, "Nan Sichen, you're not planning to sell me off, are you?"
Nan Sichen turned to look at her, speaking seriously, "I spent so much money to marry you, I would take a loss selling you to anyone."
Qin Yin: "..."
