Fu Shiyan glanced at Duan Jianchuan, "What do you want to say?"
Duan Jianchuan pondered for a moment, knowing that his third brother must fancy the Abbot, he carefully said, "Just now in the cafe, didn't you find the words the Abbot said very strange?"
He always felt that Jiangli's words had implications, and it reminded him that Jiangli seemed to be an orphan?
He had secretly investigated Jiaoyang Temple's information.
The publicly available information indicated that Jiangli was an orphan adopted by the former Abbot, but his careful investigation revealed that Jiangli seemed to have appeared out of nowhere at Jiaoyang Temple.
She had never appeared at Jiaoyang Temple before two weeks ago.
Considering Jiangli's question about the relationship between father and son, Duan Jianchuan couldn't help but think of Jiangli's origin.
"You checked her." Fu Shiyan stopped, using a declarative sentence, his face expressionless and his eyes equally impassive.