Qiansui Mountain, Qin Mansion.
"Did he really say that?" Qin Wangshu asked.
He was the shortest among the three brothers, yet the most impatient and the most hot-tempered, always the first to charge forward in any issue.
"Yes," Qin Shuang nodded and said, "I don't think Tang Fei had any reason to lie to me. I asked him if this was his idea or someone else's, and he said no matter who asks him this question... From beginning to end, it was always his own idea."
Qin Shuang's eyelids drooped, her eyes looking down at her own toes. "I can sense his helplessness and grievance. Perhaps, doing these things was not his intention."
Qin Shuang didn't believe Tang Fei would do such things or, rather, deep down, he did not want to believe that these were Tang Fei's voluntary actions.
If that were the case, it would form an irreconcilable knot between him and the Qin Family, turning their relationship into one of life and death.
