"Are you suspecting Liu Xixi?"
Lu Xining's expression remained calm, unsurprised by his recent response.
She said sarcastically, "What if it was indeed her?"
Ji Muye was silent for a long time before he spoke, "But, she has no reason to do that."
His words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing all the flames in her heart, fortunately, she had been mentally prepared this time.
She nodded, "You really trust her."
Ji Muye wanted to speak again to defend himself, but she didn't give him the chance, turning around and going back into the house.
"I will bring the kids to the Ji Family on Sunday, and you shouldn't come over anymore."
Ji Muye stood in the yard, looking through the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows at Lu Xining who was playing games with the three children inside, her eyes gentle and her body radiating with the glow of motherhood, not at all distant as she was in front of him.