The long-silent Feng Yexuan suddenly gritted his teeth and slammed his palm onto the nearby table.
The table shattered instantly.
Dust filled the air!
Chu Qianli watched his exposed muscles, every fiber was tense and trembling.
How unwilling he must be to believe that his own mother would treat him so ruthlessly?
"You don't suspect I'm lying to you?" This was somewhat unexpected for her.
If she had known earlier that Feng Yexuan would trust her unconditionally, she should have told him everything sooner.
It turned out, there was never a lack of trust between them, only a disbelief in their own importance in each other's hearts.
"Fen Ling used hypnotism on me; I knew that long ago, but I was sure that mere hypnotism could never have such an effect."
"So, you've long suspected you were being controlled by some other power unknown to you?"
"Yes." But he couldn't find the answer.
