Eh?
Her dad?
Xiang Wan was immediately interested. "What about my dad?"
"Your dad…" Tan Yunchun found it difficult to continue.
"Did he betray you? Or have you betrayed him before?"
Xiang Wan's assumptions made Tan Yunchun instantly change her expression.
"Don't spout nonsense!"
"Tell me then, and I won't spout nonsense." When Xiang Wan's dad passed away, she was still young and didn't really know what was going on. Now that she tried to recall, besides the color of white she remembered in her dad's funeral, she had forgotten most of the stuff. Her memory was basically blank towards her dad, she couldn't even remember how he had looked like.
It was her mom who brought her up.
Throughout her life, her dad had been absent.
As a result, that figure gradually became hazy and she would hardly think of her dad.
"Mom, what did my dad do?"
