Yue Feng let out a cold sneer, then stood up calmly, startling Shang Haohao into instinctively stepping back in panic.
"Who is Xiaoge's father?" Yue Feng asked lazily, his indifferent eyes fixed on Shang Haohao, his questioning tone carrying a hint of anger.
"He... his father is dead!" Shang Haohao answered thoughtlessly.
"I asked who his father is?" Yue Feng asked again, sounding as if he had run out of patience.
"..." Shang Haohao was so nervous that her small hands were clenched tightly behind her back, her palms sweaty.
She swallowed secretly, then forced herself to speak calmly after a moment, "It's Jin Moran."
"Jin Moran?" Yue Feng repeated her words, raising an eyebrow.
Yue Feng remembered this man clearly; he was the first to pursue Shang Haohao actively.
"Yes!"
"He's dead?"
"..." Shang Haohao hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly with gritted teeth, "Yes!"
In her heart, Shang Haohao hoped that Yue Feng wouldn't investigate Jin Moran.
