Wen Xin frowned as she observed herself, catching Mr. Jiang's attention. Mr. Jiang turned his head to look at Wen Xin, "What? You seem not to fully believe what the butler said."
"It's not that I don't believe him, it's just that I have a doubt." Wen Xin sat casually on the sofa, her eyes carrying a hint of recklessness.
"I just heard that my foster father has connections with the Shadow Alliance, but I'm not sure how reliable that information is."
Mr. Jiang was well aware of the grudge between Wen Xin and the Shadow Alliance. In light of this, Mr. Jiang's connections with the Shadow Alliance inevitably led to speculation.
Hearing Wen Xin raise this issue, Mr. Jiang gave a faint smile and spoke with composure and serenity, "I didn't expect our young master to be aware of such matters..."
Mr. Jiang's attitude surprised Wen Xin to an extent. She lifted her gaze, her beautiful eyes looking directly into Mr. Jiang's eyes, unable to guess what this man was thinking.
