"Are you still blaming yourself for what happened with my mom?" Qin Yin asked.
"I'm sorry." Nan Sichen suddenly held her tighter, his voice tinged with indescribable bitterness, "I'm sorry."
"Silly, why are you saying sorry?" Qin Yin slowly turned around to face him and asked.
"Back then, I didn't know..." Nan Sichen's words were interrupted as Qin Yin reached out and pressed her cool fingers against his lips.
"What happened back then wasn't your fault. If it were me, I would have made the same choice. My mom was troubled by family matters, not work. Since she's gone, it's okay to use it for the company. Moreover, she initially wanted to solve the company's crisis by sacrificing herself. That procurement mistake was indeed her fault."
"Yinyin." Nan Sichen's voice suddenly became hoarse, and amidst its depth, there was a sense of suppression. He tightly embraced her, his raspy voice whispering in her ear, "You're wonderful!"
