"Uh…" An Jiuyue was speechless when he heard Qian Jiyun's question.
Only then did she realize that the man was staring at her. He could probably discover all her secrets from her casual actions, right?
Forget it. He had to know. She had nothing to hide anyway.
"You should know my father's name, right?"
"Lan Zheng—"
Before he could finish what he wanted to say, Qian Jiyun saw his wife's threatening gaze and immediately swallowed his last word.
"An Tu."
Lan Zhengfeng? He was a cold-blooded and heartless person who could even give up his flesh and blood. How could he be worthy of his wife calling him "Father"?
His wife only had one father now, and that was An Tu…
"An Tu!"
He looked up suddenly, and his pupils constricted. He was shocked.
This name… This name roared like thunder. Which person in the entire continent would not have heard of this name?
"It's… It's Prince An Yang!"
