How could I not recognize my own man?
Editor: Henyee Translations
Si Yehan was unable to describe his current emotions. He felt like he was reborn after a great catastrophe.
An unknown amount of time passed before he finally recovered his ability to produce speech. He pressed down on the hands that kept massaging him as he hoarsely asked, "How… did you find out?"
Ye Wanwan glanced at his hands over the back of her hands and raised her eyebrows. "Eh? You wouldn't even let me touch you earlier, but now, you're touching my hand of your own volition?"
Si Yehan's fingers paused but didn't move away. His hand slowly curled around her fingers, grasping her hand. "Don't change the topic."
"Ahem…"
Fine, to no one's surprise, a certain someone's intelligence only goes offline temporarily.
How should she tell him how she discovered it?
She was certain he was lying because she learned that she had a second identity as Worriless Nie, and Si Yehan's story obviously didn't match up with that fact.