Qin Yi didn't say anything, just looked at Nangong Yaoling with concerned yet indifferent eyes.
It seemed that even if Nangong Yaoling punched him and flattened him, he wouldn't utter a word.
Because he genuinely cared for the Young Master.
However, seeing him silent, Nangong Yaoling stared at him with hatred for a few seconds, then suddenly released him as if deflated.
With a pursed lip, raised eyebrow, he looked at Qin Yi through gritted teeth.
"What exactly do you want to say?"
Qin Yi adjusted his collar, took a step back, and said respectfully, "Actually, Madam is currently in a vulnerable and sensitive state due to her pregnancy. Although everything you do is for her good, she can't help but feel sorrow and grief, having just lost her parents and suddenly losing her sister.
At this time, I feel that you..."
At this point, Qin Yi stopped, hesitating.
"What about me?"
"I dare not say!"
