Fu Bing retracted the murderous intent from her face, dropped the needle in her hand, and quickly exited.
Han Liying waited anxiously in the living room and hurried over when she saw Fu Bing emerge.
Han Liying examined Fu Bing carefully, and seeing that she was unharmed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I heard Qin Sheng came. Where is he? He didn't give you a hard time, did he?"
The hatred that had flared in Fu Bing's heart due to Qin Sheng's arrival was somewhat soothed by Han Liying's genuine anxiety.
"Don't worry about it."
The anxiety in Han Liying's eyes didn't lessen one bit. "How could I not worry?" she pressed. "You are very outstanding, the cream of the crop for your age, but Qin Sheng is not easy to deal with. His sudden appearance can't be easily dismissed."
Fu Bing's mind, which had been racing with anger towards Qin Sheng, gradually cooled.
