Zhan Qiaoyu looked at the maid, and asked again, "Then, sister, would you lie to me?"
"No, I wouldn't." The maid shook her head, "A cute child like you, sister can't bear to lie to."
Only then did Zhan Qiaoyu feel satisfied enough to ask the question he really wanted to ask, "Has Third Miss Qiao always lived here?"
The maid froze for a moment, not understanding why Zhan Qiaoyu was asking this.
If Third Miss doesn't live here, where else would she live?
She replied in a muddled manner, "Yes, Third Miss has always lived here."
Zhan Qiaoyu could tell that the maid didn't understand his intention, so he straightforwardly rephrased his question, "Then is she the biological daughter of the Qiao Family?"
These words immediately made the maid's expression a bit unnatural.
She hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yes."
