Ye Yunting looked at Chu Nanli with a stern face, his furrowed brows making his sharp-featured face even more imposing.
"What did you say?"
Chu Nanli watched him coldly, "Has the Prince suffered amnesia?"
He neither acknowledges his own child nor the fact that he was saved by the dog.
Would he one day claim he never allowed the original self to sacrifice for him?
At this thought, a chill spread through Chu Nanli's heart.
Ye Yunting's frown deepened as he studied Chu Nanli for a few moments. Seeing that she didn't appear to be lying, he turned his gaze back to the dog.
With this look, some memories were stirred in his mind.
Several months ago, he encountered a mad dog in an alleyway, quite a large one.
He happened to be without his bodyguards that day and couldn't muster any inner strength due to an injury. He had been prepared to fight hand-to-paw with the mad dog when a small black dog darted out, distracting the mad dog, and allowed him to escape.
