Wen Xingye casually said, "Before, wasn't it that I didn't know you were my daughter? Now that I do, of course, I have to tell you!"
Ye Chuyi didn't believe a word of it.
But she really needed to find her mother back: "Why did my mom suddenly go out and not come back? What happened?"
"Nothing happened. I don't know what's wrong with her either."
"You're lying to me, you know the reason."
"I really don't know!"
"When people lie, they have a lot of small actions, such as shifty eyes, fidgeting fingers. Just now, when you were talking, you wouldn't look me in the eye, your gaze was wandering, and your hand was subconsciously pulling at your clothes. Your speaking rate also sped up, Wen Xingye, you were too hasty in denying it, which betrayed your inner thoughts."
Wen Xingye stiffened. He had so many small actions just now?
He looked at Ye Chuyi, growing more and more alarmed by what he saw. How could she be so intimidating?
