"You say." Su Zhiruan looked at his determined eyes, but immediately she hung her head.
"I know you are a woman with great strategies," Shen Qingman, however, lifted his gaze, "With such education and abilities, you could thrive anywhere else. Have you... have you ever thought about your future and your child's? Perhaps remarrying..."
He hesitated, yet he was hopeful, his incessant fidgeting revealed the panic inside him at that moment, which Su Zhiruan noticed completely.
She naturally knew.
If she couldn't see through Shen Qingman's thoughts after seven years, it certainly would have been impossible.
Initially, she had pretended to come to the Imperial Palace, aiming to secure a foothold for herself and her child. At that time, she had coaxed the Empress into trusting her and had her appointed as a Princess. To outsiders, she might have indeed seemed the lost Princess returned from the masses.
