there are some words that you will lose if you are serious

song qincheng was drying her hair when the door was pushed open.

when she saw lu xishan, she turned off the hairdryer and a faint smile appeared on her fair face."uncle, you're back?"

lu xishan looked at her beautiful face, and his anxiety eased. he pulled a chair over and sat down, letting song qincheng sit by the bed. after thinking for a while, he said,"uncle already knows about what happened yesterday."

song qincheng did not interrupt and waited for lu xishan to continue.

after a moment of silence, lu xishan asked,"was your pregnancy made up by the reporters or yingluo?"

"it's true,"

"uncle, even if you don't trust the reporters, you should trust me," song qincheng said with a smile.