Gu Xinzhou quickly lowered her head, continuing to eat the cake.
Song Zhen could feel her care.
With a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, he leaned against the bar and looked at her, "Zhouzhou, I said, if you came with me, I would share a secret with you."
Gu Xinzhou responded breezily, "Mhm."
Song Zhen added, "I suspect your mommy isn't dead."
Gu Xinzhou: "..."
She slowly lifted her head to look at him.
Song Zhen didn't beat around the bush either, he directly told her about the sequence of events and his reasons for such a deduction.
He also said, "Zhouzhou, if your mother is indeed still alive, the only person who knows must be your grandmother.
Otherwise, there's no reason for her not to have cancelled the household registration after her daughter's death.
There's also no reason for her not to have reported her daughter missing and looked for her all these years."
Gu Xinzhou carefully recalled every little memory from her childhood to the present.