"Give me a look, and you'll understand!" Xu Chaomu gave him a glance.
"..." Shen Chi's mouth twitched, his face covered in black lines.
After some fuss, Xu Chaomu still followed Shen Chi. The flowers in her hand were very fragrant, emitting a strong, overwhelming scent. The colors of the flowers were also beautiful, topped with sparkling dewdrops.
"Weren't you going to say something to me?" Shen Chi wrapped his arm around her waist.
"It's about Xiao Mo, if I tell you, then you should understand why I've been partial to him. Xiao Mo is truly a good friend," Xu Chaomu said.
"Stop beating around the bush, just say it."
"My dead child, have you ever doubted that it wasn't mine?" Xu Chaomu spoke bluntly.
Shen Chi stopped in his tracks, his face darkening and deepening in color. He turned his head, those profound eyes like deep pool water looked toward her.
His face didn't show any particular shock, but Xu Chaomu knew that his eyes had betrayed him.
