"Don't you?" Long Jie retorted. He had enough of her depressing days and it was finally the time to take action. "Don't you have issues to resolve, Mrs. Long?"
"You don't know anything," said Zhenyi, turning her face away from him.
"I do know something." Long Jie gripped her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him again. "I do know something if not anything. You think I don't know that you're avoiding your father these days? I know it and I also know about the looks you give him when you think no one is watching you; the looks of guilt, it appears that you do have something that makes you so guilty that you can't breathe now." He seemed to have taken a momentary pause to add. " I also know the nightmares that haunt you all night. And Zhenyi, I also know the cigarette you have hidden behind the bathroom sink. So, Zhenyi, I do know something."
She stared at him with guilty eyes and tried to avoid looking into it but only if she could...
