"It seems you're still not satisfied, I'm sorry, but now I have to tell you something that will make you even less satisfied. Su Ziceng has already started to suspect you. Before long, I believe she will figure out your relationship with Fei Qing and guess, based on the intimacy of your exchanges, that the baby you've always used to garner her sympathy has absolutely nothing to do with the Su Family, or with her."
Pello's words were like heavy hammers, repeatedly striking at Yan Wuxu's nerves.
"No," Yan Wuxu slumped onto the sofa, then quickly sat up again. She approached Pello, trying to assume her most seductive pose in the hopes of winning his favor. But even before she got close to Pello, she began to tremble uncontrollably.
