"Si Yi, we've known each other for quite a while now. I'm a straight shooter, so I'll just ask you, do you have feelings for Song Yun?"
The sudden question caught Yuan Siyi completely off guard. What does it mean to 'have feelings for Song Yun'?
Sister, that's your husband we're talking about. Although Song Yun and I had a good relationship when we were kids, and our parents almost arranged a child betrothal for us.
But you're married to him now!
If you ask me this, why do I get the feeling you're showing off?
Yuan Siyi, with her head bowed, waved her hands and said somewhat fearfully, "My relationship with Brother Song Yun is very normal... It's not what you think, sister..."
"I know! What I'm asking is whether you have feelings for Song Yun?"
Ye Qingqing's eyes blazed as she scrutinized Yuan Siyi's expression, unwilling to miss the slightest hint of a giveaway.
This pressure made Yuan Siyi's heart thump wildly, the sound almost audible from inside her body.
