Her eyes half-closed as she avoided his gaze, she reached out to tuck a lock of hair that had fallen in front of her behind her ear. The movement seemed casual, but carried a hint of unprecedented seduction, her voice low, "Since you say so, of course I would believe you. Your tone sounds as if you think I wouldn't believe..."
"You indeed did not believe what I said." She had just finished when the man interrupted her directly, his voice low and tone light, "If you did believe, would you still ask me that question?"
Song Qiao lowered her gaze, and for a moment, said nothing.
Yet, she couldn't help but start cursing the man in her mind, with his skills, how could it be possible that she was his only woman?
However, hearing Lu Jingchen speak in such a way did give Song Qiao considerable comfort. The slight anxiety stirred by Zuo Yuqing had now settled peacefully.
