Su Hongxing said this, feeling increasingly that Ye Qilan's suspicion was wrong.
Moreover, Ye Qilan had no evidence to prove any of it.
Ye Qilan looked at Su Hongxing and realized that deep down this woman was still protective of Xiao Ji, otherwise she wouldn't be so agitated.
"My people could only follow from a distance, at least not far enough to intrude into Xiao Ji's home to see what secret he really has. I'm only proposing this hypothesis, not claiming it as the truth. Get some rest, it's late." Ye Qilan pushed Su Hongxing into the bedroom: "Our son sleeps with me tonight, and our daughter with you, okay?"
Su Hongxing nodded mechanically, her mind blank.
Seeing her lost and forlorn appearance, Ye Qilan watched her get into bed, turned off the light for her, and then left with the sleeping Little Baozi.
Su Hongxing stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, unable to sleep.
Logic told her that Ye Qilan's guess was likely true, but emotionally she resisted this possibility.
