In the end, Shanshan held back the words on the tip of her tongue. She gently wrapped her arms around Charles's, quietly gazing at the lamplight reflected on Nini's window.
Hearing the laughter and joy from inside, Shanshan's expressive eyes narrowed slightly as she rested her head against Charles's shoulder and hugged his arm tighter.
Feeling the tug on his arm, Charles suddenly asked, "Shanshan, are you hiding something from me?"
It was extremely difficult to hide anything from the Charles of today. He no longer relied on any physical organs to process information. He could even guess the truth of some matters with startling accuracy.
The question made Shanshan's heart skip a beat. As she hesitated about whether to speak, Charles spoke again. "If you don't want to, you don't have to. It was just a casual question."
