Feng Sinan hugged her, his thin lips whispering into her ears. I believed him, I believe him now.
Su Xiao Ying’s bright pupils contracted violently. “Feng Sinan, what did you say?”
Feng Sinan hugged her even tighter, so hard that he wanted to rub her into his blood. “Xiao Ying, I’ve already checked. That little girl back then was you.”
He had already checked?
He finally believed that she was that little girl?
Su Xiao Ying curled her cherry-red lips. She was not happy at all. She said calmly, “But, this is no longer important to me.”
Feng Sinan’s tall and handsome body stiffened. He slowly let go of her.
