"Nothing. I have done nothing! Look at you, in cloth and all, what could I have done to you?"
Zhou Sisi fumbled as she patted herself down out of instinct. She found nothing, although she wasn't sure what she was looking for. She glanced at Wang Tong’s innocent, watery eyes and then heaved a sigh of relief.
"I'm sorry, I can't remember what had happened last night."
With his weary eyes, half closed, Wang Tong briefly described what had happened last night, omitting a few details here and there. "The only thing that might have crossed the line was that I had touched your belly with my hand. I swear that was all. And I had no other options; you were on the verge of becoming deranged."
Zhou Sisi's face turned pale and then flushed red. Wang Tong regretted immediately. "I should have just told her that nothing had happened, only a fool would speak the truth," Wang Tong thought.
