Su Yin took a deep breath and almost had to bite down on her teeth to get the words out completely, lest she faint from Qi Jincheng's narcissism the next moment.
A dark shadow surged in Qi Jincheng's eyes as he stepped forward and clamped down on Su Yin's wrist, forcing her to look up into his eyes.
The man's large hand was like a chain, tightly binding her, and Su Yin once again resented the difference in strength between her and Qi Jincheng.
If she had Qi Jincheng's strength, she would definitely drag him into an alley and beat him severely without hesitation.
He looked at Su Yin coldly, "I admit you are very smart, but all these tricks of yours only make me find you amusing. To achieve your goal, you bring up your grandmother again and again as a reason. If she knew what you were doing, how sad do you think she would be?"