She unfastened her seatbelt, pushed open the car door, got out, then turned to look at him.
"Si Ye, don't worry, I will go back to America, I will raise the child alone, and the child won't need a father. You don't admit it, and I don't want you to be the child's father anymore either. Also, are you really so sure that nothing happened that night? That's right, you were drunk, you didn't know anything, whether something happened or not, I could say whatever I please. But what I want to say is, do you still remember our first time? That time, you were drunk as well, and you also didn't remember anything!"
Su Fei slammed the door shut with a bang, turned around, and left without looking back.
Si Ye gripped the steering wheel tightly, his face was very ugly.
Su Fei's words were like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves in his heart.
At eighteen, one day when he was drunk, he woke up the next day to find Su Fei lying beside him.
