"Song'er, have you completely forgotten the past now? Don't you even know how you ended up like this?"
Zong Jun's thoughts were very complex at the moment, but it seemed that saving Mianmian just now was instinctual.
He dared not trust people easily, but when he thought of Wen Yuan and his son, he was more willing to believe these women.
Especially Ruan Mian's features, which indeed bore a striking resemblance to his own, made him feel at ease in their presence as if it was destined.
Zong Jun didn't know how to appropriately describe that feeling.
After a moment of hesitation, he truthfully told them how, upon waking, Wen Qiang had informed him of his identity.
Upon hearing this, his eldest aunt laughed angrily, "Absurd!"
"Our Ruan Family's legitimate first son, in her words, became someone sold by foster parents to the Wen Mansion as a servant?"
