The old housekeeper watched as if it were all a play, certain that Hongji's father's frantic words indicated his guilt.
At this moment, he became even more convinced that the young Master was a child they had swapped, and now the truth was about to come out—he was going to ensure the young Master acknowledged his ancestral roots!
"Calm down, don't fret, a guest who comes knocking is still a guest, and besides, we have another identity, the housekeeper of the young Ladies from Capital City. The day before yesterday, I escorted the Young Masters back, and in a couple of days, I'll be leaving. Before I go, I need to sort out a matter!"
In his heart, Hongji's father was already panicking, facing the reality that the other party had discovered the identity of his eldest son.
This was the unknown magnitude of his eldest son's biological father.
That cousin of his hadn't mentioned who she married to become a concubine.
How was his daughter doing now?
