"There's a question that's been bothering me for a long time, and I need your answer." Rong Qingqing stared into Shen Jue's eyes and suddenly asked her, "Between me and the baby, who do you really love?"
"..." Shen Jue reached out to move Rong Qingqing's delicate hand away, her tone filled with helplessness, "I love both."
"A person's heart is small, if you love one, you can't love another. You have to choose one," Rong Qingqing delivered her line like a drama queen.
Shen Jue glanced at Rong Qingqing, "You're deliberately picking a fight. If I say I love you, it's wrong. If I say I love the baby, it's also wrong. If I say any more, it's just excuses."
Rong Qingqing's eyes flickered.
Hmm, no need to be so perceptive.
You could see through and yet not say anything.
Rong Qingqing sheepishly touched the tip of her nose, "You're talking nonsense, you're wronging me."
