Song Jiayu held the tea cup with no expression on his face, drinking tea as if nothing mattered.
"Let me take a bold guess, maybe even earlier... all that childhood sweetheart, two little fools unaware of the world, was probably just a part of Mayor Song's chess game, wasn't it?"
"..."
"Although it seemed like Song Xiangqiao seduced me of her own will, Mayor Song must have put in a good share of effort. In fact, I understood then that the kind and honest Mayor Song must have countless faces."
Zhuo Ting yawned,
"Even Prince Chiluo was played by Mayor Song like a piece in the palm of his hand. Now he's not even in his right mind, believing in some legend of the Xuan Clan. But the worst is Mayor Song, who actually embellished and convinced Prince Chiluo that Song Lili is a 'Goddess'."
"He is a prince of a nation, yet he let an absurd story bewilder his mind. It's his own incompetence."
Song Jiayu said indifferently.
