Qiu Yan slowly sat down opposite Qin Feng and watched him eat hungry.
Song Jiao felt sorry for her brother, and her eyes welled up with tears.
Qin Susu felt a little guilty and turned her face away.
Because she was busy celebrating the New Year, she forgot all about the sickly man.
Suddenly feeling a chill, she slapped her forehead and hurried to the next room, fetching some glowing red charcoal.
The whole room gradually regained its warmth.
Qin Feng, who initially wolfed down his food, gradually began to eat slowly and carefully.
"Is it delicious?" Qiu Yan asked.
"Delicious." Qin Feng exclaimed sincerely, raising his eyes in surprise.
"Could this be a trap, a trap?"
Qiu Yan replied to him, "After we finish this meal, we can set off tomorrow."
"..." *Thud*, the food in Qin Feng's mouth fell onto the table. "You...you want to kill me?"
His palms were sweating, and he didn't know what he was feeling inside.
Qin Susu's mouth was slightly open, wondering what Qiu Yan's intention was.
Song Jiao's head throbbed, and a sudden chill ran down her spine.
She tried to remain calm and shook her head, saying, "Miss, please, for the sake of the Second Miss, don't kill my brother... Song Jiao begs you."
She knew that Qiu Yan cared deeply about her two younger siblings, and that she was Ling'er's master.
"Song Jiao." Beneath Qiu Yan's calm exterior, one could not discern her true thoughts.
You deceived me from the very beginning.
The reason I didn't ask was because of Ling'er.
Even Qin Susu, an unrelated person, felt a sense of unease.
The Qiu Yan she knew was decisive, but...
Kill Qin Feng? It seems so.
Some things are not right.
Qin Feng took a deep breath: "Qiu Yan, Jiao Jiao is my sister, but she is just an ordinary woman. She is kind and innocent, unlike me."
Song Jiao bit her lower lip lightly, feeling bitter inside.
The tense atmosphere contrasted sharply with the festive spirit of the recent Lunar New Year.
She had already guessed that Qiu Yan knew her brother's identity.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have treated her brother this way, nor would she have assigned Qin Susu to keep an eye on him all the time.
She lowered her eyes and closed them briefly. "Miss, I'm sorry, it's all Song Jiao's fault."
Qiu Yan shook her head: "You did nothing wrong."
She paused for a moment and said to Qin Susu:
"Take Miss Song Jiao back to her room to rest." Song Jiao is simple-minded, and Qiu Yan really doesn't want to take advantage of her.
"My brother isn't feeling well, so Song Jiao needs to stay with him tonight." Song Jiao shook her head, refusing to go back to her room.
Qin Susu sighed, "Alas, Miss Song Jiao, don't worry, Xiao Yan will not give up until she achieves her goal."
Her intention was that since Qin Feng hadn't handed over the map, Qiu Yan wouldn't kill him.
However, Song Jiao was under great tension at the moment and completely misunderstood the deeper meaning of Qin Susu's words.
"No, it's New Year's Eve, and my brother will inevitably be lonely. I want to spend more time with him."
"Jiaojiao." Qin Feng chuckled, breaking the awkward silence.
"Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. She cannot and will not kill me. In fact, she will not tomorrow, nor will she in the future."
If she wanted me dead, she wouldn't hesitate, and it wouldn't even dirty her hands. Don't you think so, Qiu Yan?
If there's any grudge, it's because of Gu Qian.
Gu Qian is a scoundrel. He hurt him so badly. It should be him who harbors hatred.
He ignored Qiu Yan's original intention in saving him, and simply smiled at her, waiting for her reply.
Qiu Yan neither confirmed nor denied it.
Song Jiao was pulled away by Qin Susu in Qiu Yan's sight.
When only Qiu Yan and Qin Feng remained in the room.
Qin Feng then asked, "Tell me, what exactly do you mean?"
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