"You can try." Nan Sichen continued speaking coldly, then pulled out his phone. Qin Yin watched as he dialed 110.
She thought he was merely trying to scare Tao Miao, but unexpectedly, he actually made the call.
Has Nan Sichen truly gone mad?
Qin Yin hurriedly reached out to grab the phone from his hand and hung up the call.
Tao Miao looked at Nan Sichen with tear-streaked cheeks. "Brother, do you truly hate me this much? Do you honestly want to send me to prison?"
Nan Sichen said nothing, only extended his hand toward Qin Yin. "Give me the phone."
Qin Yin shook her head. "Nan Sichen, she's your sister, and she hasn't even injected it yet."
"When someone makes a mistake, they must face punishment." Nan Sichen's voice remained indifferent, devoid of any trace of emotional fluctuation.
