Upon hearing Qing Luan speak, Qin Yin turned her head in disbelief, surprise etched on her face as she looked at Qing Luan, "You..."
She had been with Qing Luan for over a month. Qing Luan understood so many things, was very mature, cared about her, and was very kind. Now, to be told Qing Luan approached her with a purpose, how could she believe that?
If Qing Luan really had a motive for approaching her, how could she trust anyone ever again?
Her heart ached faintly, and she instinctively interrupted, "Qing Luan, stop talking. I know you are a good person, right?"
Qing Luan laughed, "I am not a good person; I have never been a good person."
Qin Yin's face turned pale as she shook her head, "Stop talking, stop talking. I don't want to hear it. You should leave."
Qing Luan looked at Qin Yin, "I need to finish. If, after I finish, madam still wants me to leave, I will go."
