Puchai Alihu gave him a long look. "Even my own daughter failed to understand me, even hated me. Yet you, an outsider, managed to guess my thoughts almost perfectly. I never understood why Ge Bi had taken a liking to you before, but now I finally do. To marry a man like you is a woman's greatest happiness."
Song Qingshu flushed slightly at her praise and gave an embarrassed smile. "You flatter me, Madam."
"Mother, he isn't Tang Kuobian." Though Wanyan Chongjie still had not fully recovered from the shock, she instinctively corrected her mother.
"Hm?" Puchai Alihu immediately showed a look of surprise, and Wanyan Chongjie roughly explained how she had discovered his identity.
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. "Little girl, this is where you are wrong. What makes you think I am an impostor? Because I know martial arts? If I remember correctly, Miss Chongjie was thought by everyone to know nothing of martial arts, yet now you possess extraordinary skills. Should I suspect that you are an impostor as well?"
Wanyan Chongjie was left speechless. "You're twisting logic! You clearly admitted it before!"
"Did I?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a half-smile.
Wanyan Chongjie froze. Thinking back carefully, he really had never admitted from beginning to end that he was an impostor. She had merely been putting on a one-woman show.
Puchai Alihu reached out and held her daughter back. "Whether you truly are Tang Kuobian or not makes little difference to us mother and daughter. The only thing we care about is whether you are... an enemy or a friend."
"Friend or enemy, neither of you can dictate my choice. What do you think, Madam?" Song Qingshu looked at the mature, ravishing woman before him and sighed inwardly. No wonder she had been able to move