"Nonsense, of course she was lying to me. Even such a brainless lie she could make up!"
Chi Lun looked at Su Xiaomeng, but didn't respond immediately. The sudden silence made Su Xiaomeng turn her head, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Chi Lun spread his hands, "What's so strange about me not talking? Or... do you need me to say something to give you more confidence?"
"What do you mean, more confidence!"
Su Xiaomeng quickly retorted.
Chi Lun's eyes were too perceptive; he could see through Su Xiaomeng's thoughts instantly. She spoke firmly, but in reality... she wasn't that sure in her heart.
"I have no fondness for your husband at all, not now and not ever. He's too rational, even in matters of the heart. But... you, Su Xiaomeng, are quite likable."
Chi Lun was speaking his mind.
The two of them spent five to six days a week in the same office, facing each other day and night. Chi Lun had somewhat understood what kind of person Su Xiaomeng was.
