Rong Wei became increasingly nervous, involuntarily leaning further into the couch.
She looked up and saw that Huo Jingting's tall figure almost completely blocked the sunlight around her.
Huo Jingting's gaze was cold and fierce, no different from a demon's, "Rong Wei, haven't I warned you not to scheme against Gu Nanqiao?"
Rong Wei was panic-stricken yet dared not to admit it so bluntly.
She gritted her teeth and denied, "Mr. Huo, I merely told her a secret you've long concealed, for her own good. That shouldn't count as scheming, right?"
Though she vehemently denied it, her wording clearly indicated nothing but a sly evasion.
Huo Jingting looked at her with icy eyes, his stare chilling to the bone, "You don't need to play dumb with me. I know why you told her. You wanted her to misunderstand that Chengcheng is my son, didn't you?"
Rong Wei felt a cold sweat breaking out on her back under his stare, "No."
Her denial was expected by Huo Jingting.
