"Are you cold?" Nan Sichen noticed her trembling more intensely, lowered his gaze to her, and softly asked.
Qin Yin's lips were trembling, her teeth chattering as she said, "Cold, so cold!" Her heart felt cold.
Nan Sichen removed his jacket and wrapped it around her. Feeling the warmth of his clothing and smelling that familiar scent unique to him, she suddenly stopped shaking, but her heart was wrenching in pain.
The more gentle he was with her, the more her heart ached.
He guided Qin Yin towards the dining room, settling her on the sofa, then turned to the servant beside him and said, "Go find a few people to check the restroom; it's said there's a rat bigger than a cat, quite terrifying..."
The servant stared blankly at Nan Sichen, somewhat confused, "Young Master Nan, does this mean..."
Nan Sichen frowned and said, "Catch all the rats."
Servant: "..."
