In the face of Anhao's calm but sharp question, he was stunned.
Zuo Hancheng's expression did not change. At the same time, his smile was faint. However, his eyes were so deep that Anhao was even more certain of her thoughts.
"The muddy little wild cat that I picked up back then has finally grown up."Zuo Hancheng said calmly, his eyes still fixed on her."You've learned to be docile and obedient, but you're becoming more and more sensitive."
Anhao's gaze froze.
Was he indirectly admitting that he did know who her father was?
"So who is my father? Why didn't you tell me? Is he still alive?" Anhao couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
At this moment, the nurse suddenly came up to the balcony with the soup she had just brought. She did not seem surprised to see Zuo Hancheng there. She nodded respectfully at Zuo Hancheng as she walked over and placed the soup on the tray in front of them one by one.
