Going Home with Him

Su Qianci's cheeks were burning as she let him take her to the sofa. Taking the ice and towel from Li Sicheng, she wrapped the ice in the towel, grabbed his injured hand, and put it on his bruise. His hand caught by her soft fingers, although his fingers felt cold, his heart became warm. Looking gently at her, he whispered, "I found Rong Rui."

Su Qianci paused and looked at him surprised, "Rong Rui?"

"Yes, he and Tang Mengying are planning to get rid of the baby and then frame you for it. Don't get close to Tang Mengying for a while."

Su Qianci was slightly shocked. This was indeed what Tang Mengying would do. However, how did he learn that?

"You eavesdropped?"

Li Sicheng did not like that word, frowned and directed her, "to be exact, I listened openly." Unfortunately, it was not recorded. Otherwise, that would be enough to clear his name.

She blinked, looking confused.