"Xu Xiuxiu," he called, his gaze resting on Xu Xiuxiu's face as if he were looking through it at someone else, "What if I told you that I followed you the entire night without you realizing, how would you feel?" Song Yuanhuan said in an ostensibly relaxed manner.
Boom! Bang! Crack! A bomb on hold suddenly exploded.
How would she feel? What else could she feel?
Xu Xiuxiu's eyes trembled, instinctively taking a step back, and a sense of guilt spread unavoidably across her face. He followed her? That meant he had seen everything she did that night, crystal clear.
So that's how it was! No wonder he had come to her in such anger, questioning if she even considered him a man. No wonder at all. She had thought he might have guessed what she had done without really knowing what went on that night, that she could simply deny everything. So that's how it was! He had known all along, known everything.
"Oh!" Without anything else to say, Xu Xiuxiu opted for silence with bowed head.
