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Ruan Xia glanced at Song Tingshen and said, âIt looks like you really are feeling bad about something. Letâs talk about it. Itâs not a solution to keep to yourself whatâs bothering you. Youâll feel better if you let it out. Although I canât give you any advice, you can pour out whatâs bothering you to me. Iâll keep it a secret.â
After Song Tingshen finished drinking honey water, he was silent for a while. He didnât know if he should tell her and if he could accept the result of saying his doubts aloud. Or in other words, he didnât know what kind of truth he could accept.
If she really had an intimate relationship with Qin Yu, Song Tingshen couldnât guarantee that he wouldnât mind at all. Maybe knowing that would be like a thorn. It wouldnât hurt too much, but he would never be able to forget it. He didnât want that to happen.
It was at this time that he realized he wasnât as magnanimous as he had imagined. He would mind, he would mind a lot.
If there had been nothing between her and Qin Yu, and he asked her about it, would she think that he didnât trust her enough? Otherwise, why would he be affected so much by the words of an unimportant person?
Despite the long silence, Ruan Xia patiently waited for Song Tingshenâs answer. Actually, she didnât even know herself if she wanted Song Tingshen to tell her or continue to keep it to himself.
Regardless, she knew that if they didnât resolve this matter, then she and Song Tingshen wouldnât be able to move past it. Although this move of Qin Yuâs was a lowly trick, it was very effective.
Song Tingshen didnât say anything. Ruan Xia simply got up after waiting for a while.
Just as she got up, he reached out to stop her.
âIâll say it.â
If he wanted them to have a future, then she and him had to pass this hurdle together. In the following decades, who knows if an even bigger crisis would appear? If they canât even pass this hurdle, then any discussion of a future together or growing old together was futile.
Ruan Xia sat back down. âGo on, Iâm listening.â
âRemember Friday night? I lied. I didnât go to the bathroom. I left the room with Qin Yu,â Song Tingshen said this slowly and seriously, âI guessed that the reason why you resigned and asked me to cooperate with you in putting on an act on the island is related to Qin Yu. When he asked me to step out for a talk, I wanted to make it clear to him. Itâs just...â
He paused, looking as if he was having a hard time speaking about it.
âHe told me that I didnât know you at all and that you and him were the ones that had the closest relationship.â Song Tingshen wryly chuckled. âHe also told me you have a mole on the left side of your waist and that you have a scar behind your ear. I didnât know any of that. Logically speaking, I should verify those things before believing him, but I can tell that he was telling the truth.â
He and Ruan Xia were husband and wife in name, and they should have the closest relationship. And yet, he didnât know any of the marks or scars on her body. He didnât know what colors she liked either. And yet, another man knew these things. For a man, wasnât finding this out the biggest psychological blow and irony?
Ruan Xia expressed that she really couldnât find anything to say to that.
Although she had guessed that Qin Yu must have said something, when her guess was confirmed by Song Tingshen, she wanted to curse out Qin Yu. What kind of man was he?
Even on the unlikely chance she had something with Duan Chi, that little idiot, she would never be with Qin Yu, that disgusting scheming jerk!
Ruan Xia softly said, âSong Tingshen, if I curse, will that affect the perfect image you have of me?â