Song Zhen's deep eyes swept over her eyebrows and eyes, then fell to the floor.
This was a question that tortured the soul.
It was also a deadly question.
He dared not answer honestly, changing the topic seemed too childish, and lying or hiding the truth didn't seem sincere enough.
Song Zhen's body stiffened slightly, and he said in a subdued voice, "Song Enshuo is not my father, I have already instructed my lawyer to issue a statement breaking off relations with him."
Gu Xinzhou slightly opened her mouth, her expression one of astonishment.
She had caught that flicker and restlessness in Song Zhen when he faced her.
He dared not directly answer her question, nor did he dare look her in the eyes.
Gu Xinzhou understood, "Can you tell me about it?"
Song Zhen took a quiet deep breath, clasped his hands together on his lap, his thumbs constantly tapping the fingers below, still not looking at her, "What do you want me to say?"
