Zuo Xingyun's body stiffened almost imperceptibly before he answered in a deep voice, "Yes."
Although Xiang Wan had already suspected it, hearing him admit it in person still made her heart sink.
She paused before asking, "When did it happen?"
"A full eight years, since I left this place."
Eight years...
It took Xiang Wan a long time before she could speak again, "What did you go in for?"
"Ask about something else," Zuo Xingyun dodged the question.
Xiang Wan knew that she couldn't pry out what he was unwilling to talk about.
After a moment of silence, she asked, "What exactly happened between you and my dad?"
Zuo Xingyun still did not answer, his face appeared calm, but it seemed like there was a storm swirling in his eyes that wouldn't go away.
Thinking of Achen saying he had lived a life worse than death these past eight years, Xiang Wan took a deep breath, "These eight years have been very tough for you, haven't they?"
