Su Wen fell into thought, and inadvertently met Zhou Hengyang's gaze, only to see him flash a mischievous smile. Su Wen suddenly realized something and pounced forward, clinging to him as she interrogated, "You definitely know something. Were you just fooling me just now? My dad is formidable, but he can't keep you in the dark."
"I'm wronged, wife, you're accusing me falsely." Zhou Hengyang raised both hands in surrender.
"How have I falsely accused you?"
"You're underestimating your father-in-law. If he doesn't want to talk, nobody can get it out of him."
"Don't you have any guesses?" Su Wen looked up and deliberately bumped her forehead against his chin—it wasn't much force and felt like tickling to Zhou Hengyang. And truth be told, this tactic was a diminishment in his defenses.
It worked better than severe interrogation; Zhou Hengyang's heart softened completely; he felt like he would give Wenwen his life, let alone an answer to a question.
"I do have a guess."
