He leaned against the wall, curled his lips, and his deep voice sounded in her ear, "Don't like it?"
Qin Yin extended her hand, using all her strength to push Nan Sichen away, "Go away, I need to go to the restroom."
But Nan Sichen grabbed her, then fished a car key out of his pocket and handed it to her.
She looked at him puzzlingly, "What are you doing?"
"Since it's a welcome dinner, there should be a gift," Nan Sichen said flatly.
"A gift? Your car?" Qin Yin asked, surprised with her mouth wide open.
"Yes."
Qin Yin smiled, stuffed the car key back into his hand, "Thank you, but there's no need, I don't need your gift."
Having said that, she turned to leave, but Nan Sichen's voice slowly rose, "You might be overthinking it; it's not for you."
Qin Yin's steps halted, her expression as if struck by lightning.
"If it's not for me, why give me the car key?"
