I must have lost my mind to have asked her to be my witness! This is only making things worse; the misunderstanding's getting deeper and deeper! Su Zhinian scolded himself for his stupidity. He turned around to raise three fingers before Song Qingchun and swore, "Tingting, I promise you everything that I've said is true. If there's any falsity, then may God strike me down…"
Su Zhinian only got through half of his swearing when Song Qingchun reached out to grab his hand and interrupt him. "I trust you."
Su Zhinian was startled and looked at Song Qingchun with apparent disbelief. He studied her expression closely and tried to read her real thoughts through their entwining hands. Song Qingchun seemed to have known he would do that because she pulled her hands away to put a stop to his mind-reading. She walked around Su Zhinian toward the woman sitting on the couch.
