Chatting Under the Blankets
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There was no expression on Zheng Mohong's face.
He looked at Zheng Yan and Mo Yongheng and had no reaction.
He seemed to imagine that he was hallucinating.
Zheng Yan was stunned too.
Didn't her dad go to the washroom? Why was he back?
How long had he been standing behind her? How much did he hear?
"Daddy!"
Zheng Yan let go of Mo Yongheng and stood in front of the dining table, like a child who had been caught red-handed.
She stuttered as she tried to explain.
"Daddy, don't be mistaken. It is not what you imagined… Mo Yongheng and I, I mean, Young Master Yongheng and I were… were…"
Just chatting under the blankets?
Slept together without clothes and did nothing the whole night?
Zheng Yan was able to tell that to anyone without hesitating.
However, for her dad who had loved her dearly, she couldn't.
Zheng Yan was not able to produce an answer.