"We have too many secrets between us; we don't even resemble a family." After he said that, Lin Fu also realized it, and a thought flashed through her mind, "Why don't we play a game of truth?"
Fu Xing, a person from the interstellar era, had no idea what a game of truth was until he heard Lin Fu's explanation and immediately agreed to it.
After returning to Count Ingrid's Mansion, Fu Xing got straight to the point, leaving all the work to others as he sat leisurely to the side, either checking his personal terminal or gazing out at the scenery. Lin Fu was busy handling affairs in the living room, and there was indeed an air of a husband accompanying his busy wife.
"Your Highness," Lin Qingfeng glanced at Fu Xing, who was sitting not far away.
"Speak your mind, there's no need to hide anything from him."
