Ziyan's mind was in a turmoil, staring at Su Yuecheng for a long time before she managed unsmoothly in sign language: [You're lying to me, aren't you...]
"It's you who are deceiving yourself."
Ziyan recalled bits and pieces of her memories, which were frighteningly coincidental.
They were strangers, yet he kindly gave her medicine to soothe her bruises.
They were strangers, yet when she and her child were threatened by Tang Shaosheng, he took her all the way to the United Kingdom.
She had always thought it was because she was Su Nian's friend that he took care of her, but everything was not like that...
No wonder during the time she was pregnant, he treated her as if she were an ancestor, almost wishing she never had to set foot on the ground.
"...Do you hate me?" Su Yuecheng's mood at this moment was tense, and he had never been so nervous, but the words he spoke carried the composure of his age.
