His words, like the sharp point of a needle, cruelly pierced Jian Si's heart.
Indeed.
Just as she had suspected.
The reason there were none on her arms, but there were on her body, was the fear of being discovered.
"Davis Sadi is a Royal Princess, unable to tolerate the son of the other woman, but also unable to destroy the royal family's face! What should she do? The best course of action, of course, is to be a merciful mother in public and a devil in private."
Davis Sadi was Ji Mingche's father's legitimate wife.
What he said was vastly different from what Jian Si had conjectured.
The more Ji Mingche spoke, the more violently his body trembled.
Fear and dread of Davis Sadi were written all over his face.
Feeling the deep-seated fear he held for Davis Sadi, Jian Si tightly grasped his hand and said with a heartache, "Forget it, don't speak anymore, I don't want to know."
She began to regret, she should not have forcibly dug up his pain.