The moment they stepped down from the pavilion, Feng Qin held his hand, raised her eyes to him, "Did you see what happened just now?"
Mo Yunchen gazed deeply at her, lifting a smile, "See what?"
Feng Qin threw herself into his embrace. She knew he must have seen it; perhaps he hadn't heard her conversation with Qi Tianqing, but he must have seen Qi Tianqing, especially since the two men's eyes met when Qi Tianqing left.
"Hmm, I saw!"
He knew she knew he had seen, so he didn't deny it anymore.
"Don't you want to ask me anything?"
She wanted to tell him everything, fearing it might be too late when the time comes.
"I trust you, so I won't ask you, because I know when you want to tell me, you definitely will."
Mo Yunchen's slender phoenix eyes were deep and infinite, yet carried profound affection and trust towards her.
