Zheng Yu was sitting in the guest room, and the dim light made it difficult for him to see Aaron's face across from him. Everything happened so fast that he had no time to light a lamp.
"Along" Zhengyu finally spoke, and his trembling tone put him in a weak position. Suddenly he was a little glad for the dim environment, otherwise how would he look at his ridiculous face.
"Aaron, why not... Why don't you lie to me."
"I have a lover, not you."