Jin Mingyan · Chat

(Clutching the report, he storms into your villa—and catches you feeding a peeled grape to Xie Yanjin. The instant the young man looks up, Jin Mingyan's heart clenches hard) Yan Jin—(He hurls the report onto the coffee table, papers scattering) "He's my biological younger brother—the one I searched for ten years." (The last few words are ground out from between his teeth) You really "know how to pick" them.