Su Qiao curled up in the passenger seat without saying a word for a long while. Qi Muhan simply pulled the car over and looked at her with concern. "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Su Qiao shook her head. "No. I was just thinking about something."
"About that child?"
"Mm."
Qi Muhan reached out and rubbed her head. "Don't worry! Cheng Haoming isn't very good at much else, but when it comes to being suspicious, he's exceptionally talented."
"Can 'exceptionally talented' be used here?" Su Qiao felt that he was becoming more and more hilarious.
Besides...
"Why do I feel like you're becoming more and more displeased with him?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Qi Muhan looked at her with utmost seriousness. "I've never thought highly of him in the first place."
Su Qiao: "..."
"You don't even know how to cherish someone as wonderful as you. Is he worth my attention?"
Su Qiao was genuinely amused by him.
"You're getting better and better at complimenting people."
"I wasn't complimenting you. I was only stating the truth."
Qi Muhan sighed. "Sigh, these days, apparently even telling the truth isn't allowed."
Su Qiao stared at him and studied him for a long while before suddenly reaching out and covering both his cheeks.
Qi Muhan raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"
"I need to take a good look and see what exactly is packed inside that head of yours today."
Why had he suddenly become so different?
It was as if he had flipped some strange switch and instantly become an encyclopedia of sweet talk, with flattering words rolling off his tongue.
Qi Muhan took advantage of the opportunity to catch both her hands. "What else could it be?"
"Of course it's all you."
"Come clean. Who taught you this