At this point, no matter what Fu Shihan says, it feels like he's shooting himself in the foot.
After a while, Yangyang quickly fell asleep.
He lay between Su Wanxin and Fu Shihan, which Fu Shihan found to be quite an eyesore.
He simply moved to the other side of the bed, lay down next to Su Wanxin, pulled her closer, and softly asked, "What did you talk about in the study?"
"Nothing much, just some things from the past."
Fu Shihan frowned; this answer was too vague.
There are so many things from the past, exactly which one was it?
"Did you ask her about Cheng Yao?" Fu Shihan pressed on.
"No."
It was only then that Su Wanxin realized she had forgotten about it.
"But... there might be no need to ask. Cheng Yao is not that girl."
"How do you know?" Fu Shihan asked curiously.
"Mu Xinghan said so."
Hearing that name, Fu Shihan's expression changed instantly: "You believe what he says?"
