Qin Yin pursed her lips and smiled, about to speak when her cellphone in her pocket rang. She took out the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and her face changed for a moment before she stepped back and answered the call.
Qin Muliang's voice came from the other end, "Yinyin, it's New Year, come home for the celebration."
His voice sounded slightly aged, and a wave of sorrow surged in Qin Yin's heart. It took her a long time to respond, "I'm not coming back, you all have a good time as a family."
After she finished, she was about to hang up but then she heard Li Yueyi's voice. It seemed as if she had snatched the phone from Qin Muliang, her tone somewhat cold as she said, "Qin Yin, look at you now, you have nothing. We think there's still some kinship between us, that's why we called you to come back for the New Year. Don't be ungrateful."