It seemed Lu Chuan's inner thoughts had been picked up because Situ Qinghuan cast him a glance, her expression completely unmoved. Faced with those cold eyes, Lu Chuan immediately waved his hands in denial, saying, "I didn't say anything! You didn't hear anything!"
"Lu Chuan, are all the women here—other than me—your intimate partners?"
"Not entirely. Yurou, Nalan Xuan, and Jiaxin's mom haven't."
"Jiaxin's mom?"
"No, no, no! You misunderstood! She's my mother-in-law, and I've never even thought about anything happening between us. She's probably just here to keep Jiaxin company."
Lu Chuan struggled to contain his thoughts, trying his best to avoid overthinking. Yet, whenever he was in Situ Qinghuan's presence, his self-control faltered terribly.
"Hmm, seems like the truth."
Situ Qinghuan slightly curved her lips, showing a faint smile before bypassing Lu Chuan and walking straight into the backyard.
Seeing this, Lu Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
