"Ok, I know."

Cheng Yijin's tone was unexpectedly calm.

She looked at Song Mingjie and said calmly, "Maybe you haven't noticed it yourself. Every time you lie, you always fold your fingers unconsciously."

Song Mingjie was stunned when he heard this.

He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at his right hand.

Just as Cheng Yijin said, he crossed his fingers.

"So, you always knew that your second aunt was abusing my son. But you didn't do ...