C643 How Do You Know It's a Son

"Yeming, can you trust me again?"

She looked at him with a hard, burning gaze.

Yeming held his hand behind his back in his warm palm. In his eyes, there was a gentle smile.

"Alright, I'll believe it again."

He was saying this to Soong Angning, and even more so to himself.

If he couldn't trust her