Cheng Su was staggered by Ning Ge's words, almost losing her balance. She turned around and brushed her hair: "What are you talking about?"
She walked over to Old Master Cheng, greeted him first, then looked at Cheng Yaozu and Ying Xiaoya, silently asking what was going on, why was he here?
Cheng Yaozu coughed, his eyes dodging, fingers tapping his leg, Ying Xiaoya didn't dare look at her, glanced at Ning Ge, and mouthed: It's exposed.
"No need for signals anymore, under my questioning, they've all confessed," Ning Ge sat down, looking grim, gritting his teeth as he asked, "Cheng Su, you knew about it, didn't you?"
"Knew about what?"
"The fact that Song Jiaying returned to the country, and about my son." Ning Ge's teeth were grinding with rage.
"What son?" Cheng Su's eyes widened: "You have a son?"
"Keep pretending, go on pretending." Ning Ge sneered, "Cheng Su, you're something. You knew Song Jiaying returned with my son a long time ago but never told me. You're some friend!"
