Song Xiaodong returned to the main villa and was pulled into a room by Shui Qingyue on the second floor.
Looking at Shui Qingyue's strange expression, Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Did Qinghe make up some nonsense with you?"
"Nonsense? Didn't anything happen between you and Xiaoya?"
"Nothing at all, it was just a little accident, the needle missed its mark."
"Oh my, that girl, she really made a fuss. Can you guess what she came and told me?"
"What did she say?" Song Xiaodong became curious.
"She actually said that it was with you..." Shui Qingyue burst into laughter before finishing her sentence.
"That girl, really knows how to spout nonsense." Song Xiaodong couldn't help but shake his head.
Shui Qingyue's smile faded, but her expression turned somewhat odd as she said, "I think that girl said it in a moment of panic, but this might indeed be her true intention. I'm afraid she won't escape from your clutches eventually."
