Learning the Truth

Song Qingshu's thoughts raced as he considered his options. Should he say that she was too beautiful and he had lost control for a moment? No need to think about it—she would definitely raise her knife and bring it down. Or should he invoke Tang Kuobian's last words, righteously claim to be her man, and turn that night into legitimate intimacy? Uh, even if Ge Bi spared him for Tang Kuobian's sake, she would surely be filled with disgust toward him from then on.

In truth, Song Qingshu was not worried about Ge Bi's dagger. She did not know martial arts, and he had countless ways to escape. Even if he did not dodge, as long as he circulated his protective qi, her strength would not be enough to break through its defenses with a single slash.

The reason he was so conflicted was that he wanted to preserve the image she had of him. After all, during their time together, he had already unconsciously begun to regard Ge Bi as his own woman. He did not want to lose her completely in the future.

"Over these years, I've traveled everywhere and met quite a few women, but not one of them ever made me feel like I had a home. You alone were the exception. During this time together, whenever I saw you waiting gently for me to come home, calling me husband with such affection... I truly began to have an illusion, as though you really were my wife and we really were a loving couple. But I knew it was all false, so I deliberately tried to avoid you. Until that night, when I came back without my mask and frightened you. Then you took the initiative to kiss me. At that moment, my mind went blank