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Jiang Yu probably hadn't experienced the fuss of a woman in a long time, and for a moment he failed to catch up with Su Nanzhi's train of thought.
In such a situation, inside a haunted house, this couple even found the mood to engage in a quarrel.
After a long pause, Jiang Yu started to stammer a defense, "It's not mine, I haven't had offspring, nor have I ever had... any improper relations with others."
Su Nanzhi: "Then explain how he has the surname Jiang, looks so much like you, and you're telling me it's a coincidence?"
Jiang Yu's eyes drooped slightly, the corners lifting in an expression of pure innocence.
Su Nanzhi thought, no wonder they always say that watching movies and TV series shapes your values according to their looks; she had almost fallen for it too.
Jiang Yu thought for a while before saying, "That's a descendant of a distant cousin of mine, with whom... there should indeed be some familial ties."
