C151 The Young Master of the Yin Family

The corner of Jing Liyuan's mouth twitched slightly. He slowly shifted his gaze to Yin Zizhen.

Yin Zizhen, on the other hand, loosened his grip on Yin Xiaoxiao's arm. Her skin was delicate. It was easy to turn red with just a little bit of strength. He did not mind that his wrist was still being held by Jing Liyuan. He only said with a cold gaze, "Jing Liyuan