Could it be...?
He almost dared not think about it.
"Tell me, Si'er... whose child is she really?"
He stared intently into Pei Xinyi's eyes. Pei Xinyi giggled and suddenly wrapped her arms around Jiang Li's neck, pulling him down onto the bed, firmly pressing him against her.
Jiang Li was taken aback, just about to push her away, but the woman suddenly touched his face and said: "Don't you want to know whose child Si'er is?"
Jiang Li froze.
Pei Xinyi gazed at him with hazy eyes, her body growing hotter, her breathing heavier, her cheeks redder.
"Kiss me, and I'll tell you."
Jiang Li looked at the woman beneath him. Compared to ten years ago, she hadn't changed much. It was still the same face from his memories, now less naive, more mature and alluring—like a seductive enchantress...
"Xinyi, we both have families. Please, don't go on with this, okay?"
