"We can't be certain about his relationship with Dan Yi yet, but he'll slip up soon."
Dan Hanjie cupped Qin Youxuan's face with both hands, their foreheads touching.
"Kitty, do you trust me?"
"It depends on your performance," Qin Youxuan pouted, her cat-like eyes blinking playfully.
"I'm serious." Dan Hanjie's gaze deepened as he looked steadily into her eyes.
Their eyes locked, Qin Youxuan nodded firmly.
"I trust."
"Not jealous anymore?"
"I am, I'm both jealous and trusting at the same time, there's no contradiction."
Qin Youxuan replied as if it were the most natural thing, not finding anything odd about her answer.
Dan Hanjie rubbed her little head affectionately and kissed her cherry lips.
"As long as you trust me, that's enough."
"Cough cough—"
Ning Yanan, carrying little Tingye, had just walked down the stairs when she stumbled upon this awkward scene.
Just as she was about to vanish back upstairs, the little guy started crying.
