Reaching this point with Shen Xingchen, Shen Li had thought a lot and considered a lot.
After all, he had known about Shen Xingchen's secret admiration for him since four years ago.
When Shen Li spoke, Madam Shen looked up at him, her gaze much colder and sharper than usual.
She stared at Shen Li for a long while before she asked in a chilly tone, "Shen Li, what do you mean by that?"
Before Shen Li could speak, Madam Shen asked again, "Did Xingchen sleep in your room last night? Do you not know she is a grown woman now? How could you let her sleep in your room?"
Even at this point, Madam Shen couldn't directly state it.
Having raised Shen Xingchen for so many years, she felt too embarrassed to bring it up, always feeling sorry for the young girl.
With his mother's direct gaze and gloomy expression, Shen Li didn't want to beat around the bush. He understood very well that his mother must have sensed something and knew something, leading her to say these words.
