By the time he returned to Dilan, Shu Yimo had also not yet come back.
Long Chengyu went straight upstairs, took a bath, and just as he returned to the study, Ashi's call came in.
Somewhat tired, he sat down by the tea table next to the bookshelf and responded in a low voice, "What is it?"
"Young Master, we've found out An Zijie's identity."
At Ashi's words, a dark gleam suddenly flashed through Long Chengyu's black pupils.
"He is An Zhiyuan's son… When An Zhiyuan died, his wife was overwhelmed with grief, which led to a premature and difficult birth. After giving birth to An Zijie, she died, and Wang Ruyi directly took An Zijie in to care for the sake of Hengtai… An Zijie found out that An Yusheng had appeared near the scene of the incident back then…"
Ashi's tone was somewhat solemn.
Long Chengyu lifted his hand to rub his brow, "Handle it with An Zijie as you see fit. How was she today?"
