After Li Qing's deliberate evasion of the key issue, Yang Xuelan's expression visibly softened.
"I'm asking you, did you mess around with that woman?" Yang Xuelan, holding her round belly, asked angrily.
Li Qing's eyelids drooped slightly as he looked sideways at Gao Li; this question was a matter of life and death.
If this kid naively told the truth, he really couldn't help him.
However, if he still stubbornly told the truth at this point, he truly deserved whatever came his way.
"No!" Gao Li shouted, "That woman sat on my lap, forcibly feeding me with a purpose. She did that just to keep me from getting away. Actually, I didn't even touch her real parts. There was even a car lamp cover in there; it was just a close contact."
