"Liuying, just tell me there's nothing between you and him, and I'll believe it!"
Quan Tianyou's voice was low. Such a shrewd man he was—he could tell from Niu Xiaoli's sneaky behavior that he had wrongly blamed Su Liuying.
Su Liuying hung her head in grievance, tears plopping down as she choked out, "There really isn't anything between him and me—he just happened to run into us and joined Xiaoli and me for a chat, that's all!"
It pained her, how could something so simple become so complicated? She couldn't even clear things up with an explanation.
"Alright, I believe you!"
Just moments ago, Quan Tianyou had been questioning her, but now his attitude suddenly shifted. Su Liuying jerked her head up to look at him, her eyes wide in surprise, her face still wet with tears, not quite catching up with what he had just said.
"Tianyou, what did you say?"
"Silly girl, I said I believe you!"
