Chu Zhiyi finally let her go.
Wen Tang rubbed her shoulder, which was sore from the violent pinch, and said irritably, "What do you want to ask?"
Chu Zhiyi took a sip of tea and said, "Ask her how she knows she is a child of the Chu family."
At that, Wen Tang looked up at her, disappointment in her eyes, "Aren't you? Still thinking of going back to the Chu family?"
"Do you want this Chu family if they offer it to you?"
Not a chance.
Chu Zhiyi's response satisfied Wen Tang, who then softened her expression, "What else?"
"It would be best if we could find out who told her."
"Why are you thinking of looking into this now?"
"Just curious," Chu Zhiyi answered seriously, "Before Chu Hui came back, nobody ever said I wasn't the child of the Chu family, and nobody else knew that Chu Hui was the real heiress of the Chu family, so I find it a bit strange."
"Since you want to know, then come with me."
Chu Zhiyi's hand twitched, "What did you say?"