Chapter 642: In Front of Me, Your Acting Skills Are Less than 10%

The darkness of night always makes it easy for people to let go of all their defenses.

Listening to the man's coaxing words, Ye Shengge realized how inappropriate her initiative was.

Even such a small movement was enough to make this man suspicious.

She raised her head from his arms and said hoarsely, "I'm just in too much pain."

"Can it hurt like this?" Ji Shiting stared at her with dark eyes, not believing his words at all.

"Yes." Ye Shengge bit his lip, "But it's not a big problem. Lin Ran knows how to take care of me. You should go back and rest early."

"You seem to be eager to drive me away." He said in a deep voice, his hot palms lifted her clothes, and attached to her belly without any obstruction.

Ye Shengge couldn't help but tremble, and her breathing became more rapid.

She couldn't help but push his wrist: "It's too late now, I want to rest early."

The man looked at her deeply for a while, then suddenly chuckled: "Your heart is beating very fast...Ye Shengge, do you think I am no longer trustworthy?"

Ye Shengge bit her lip and couldn't help but raise her head and look at him.

The man's dark and deep eyes showed worry and distress, as well as anger and confusion.

...If it was him that night, why did he leave before she woke up? Why did he never mention it, even hint at it.

However, that night, the man left no clues. This was too much like a premeditated mystery. How could she deceive herself into thinking that the child was his?

His heart could hardly bear such a result. Ye Shengge clenched his hands and finally avoided his gaze.

"This is not a question of trust or distrust, but... we have no relationship anymore. Ji Shiting, I have no obligation to be honest with you, and you have no obligation to be responsible for me." She said softly, "Besides, I really It’s just menstrual cramps, why do you always think I’m hiding something from you?”

Ji Shiting's breathing gradually became heavier, his dark eyes stared deeply at her, and his thin lips seemed a bit cold and harsh.

Ye Shengge only glanced at him and quickly looked away. She broke away from the man's arms, picked up the water glass on the table, and drank it all, but her fingers couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"You have no obligation to be honest with me?" The man uttered these words in a low voice, his tone almost cold and self-deprecating.

Ye Shengge tightened his grip on the empty cup: "Ji Shiting, I still care about you, so it's easy for you to torture me. But... you are no longer qualified to interfere in my affairs, just like I see no matter how many women appear around you, I’m not qualified to ask.”

After saying this, she put down the cup and stood up. Her face was still pale, but her expression was unusually firm: "Please leave. Also, give me the key. You shouldn't have the key to my house."

Ji Shiting was still sitting on the sofa without moving, with a look of indifference on his handsome face. No matter what the woman said, his expression never changed.

Until the woman reached out to him.

His eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly smiled hoarsely.

"Ye Shengge, the more you act like this, the more it means you are hiding something from me." He stood up, grabbed her hand, and stuffed the key into her palm, his tone a bit mocking, "In front of me, your The acting skills are less than 10%.”

Ye Shengge's hand trembled slightly, but even this subtle tremor was caught by Ji Shiting.