I turned my head to look at Cheng Yu's sharply defined jawline and for a moment, I didn't know how to answer his question.
Because I indeed had doubted him, I almost believed that the child in You Ranyan's belly was his.
Perhaps because he hadn't received an answer from me for a long time, he stood up and stretched out his hand to pinch my chin, his tone carrying a hint of ferocity, "Stepmother, you actually doubted me."
His gaze carried reproach and being under his intense stare made me uneasy for a moment.
But soon, I thought about how he had bought You Ranyan a house and settled her in but had never revealed a word to me, even though I had tried to probe before.
"Mr. Cheng, don't you also keep your lips sealed about me? Could it be that you're afraid I'll leak secrets, that you don't trust me?"
I replied with the same tone, copying his posture by reaching out and pinching his chin, "Or is it that Mr. Cheng deliberately didn't tell me just to see me jealous?"
