Song Yunuan seemed to know what he was thinking.
Her eyes blinked as she whispered to Xia Bowen, "Old Master, we won't be fooled. In fact, I should thank you for your indifference towards my mom and my uncle.
If you had truly cared, I might not even be here now, given Shangguan Yunqi's cruelty and ruthlessness—he really dares to kill."
Xia Bowen furrowed his brows.
Was he comforted?
It didn't seem like it.
But Little Nuan really hadn't gotten it wrong.
Shangguan Heng looked up at the smiling Song Yunuan.
Suddenly, he asked, "Who exactly are you?"
Song Yunuan's eyes sparkled, "I am Song Yunuan, the 'Song' of Song Yunuan, the 'Yu' of Yunuan, and the 'Nuan' of Yunuan."
Shangguan Heng only wanted to ask, so how could he possibly get an answer?
Exerting great effort, he managed to get up from the ground.
He had never been this embarrassed in his life.
He finally steadied himself by leaning on the back of a chair.
