Qin Mofeng saw the once humble Jin Min, furrowing his brow, looking down at her tearful red eyes, and that tear-streaked face truly made one feel a bit... uh, no, no pity.
All he felt was an indescribable disgust.
Every time he saw this face, it reminded him of Shen Weilan. Even if Shen Weilan was always cold and indifferent to him, she was still beautiful.
But Jin Min was very ugly.
Someone like her, acting humble after putting on airs, truly made one feel extremely disgusted.
"Young Master Qin, please don't drive me away, I really have nowhere else to go." Jin Min sobbed pitifully, starting to cry. "I really have no choice, please help me this once, I'm begging you."
"Jin Min, you're really amusing." Qin Mofeng sneered: "Weren't you quite arrogant just now?"
"I was wrong." Jin Min put on an utterly submissive posture.
Qin Mofeng paused, walked to the bedside, sat down, and raising his eyes, gave a look to the two bodyguards, signaling them to leave immediately.
