Lin Yuan glanced at the pale-faced Yin Xing, her eyes slightly narrowed, but she said nothing and put on a coat before taking the two of them out.
At the door, Lin Yi had already prepared the carriage, obviously having heard the rumor earlier.
Seeing Lin Yuan and the others come out, Lin Yi looked at Yin Xing with some concern.
As the carriage proceeded, Yin Xing tried to speak several times, but after seeing Lin Yuan's somewhat gloomy face, she kept her mouth shut, nervously fiddling with the corner of her clothes.
Lin Yuan naturally noticed her abnormality; she had been waiting for Yin Xing to speak up, but the girl just wouldn't talk.
Well, if she wouldn't talk, it didn't matter. They would know what was going on once they arrived at Dongtian.
Rounding the street corner, Lin Yuan heard a sharp and fierce scolding, harsh words filled the air.
Lin Yuan's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and Yin Xing trembled, her fingers shaking.
