Nangong Mingchuan was stunned.
Surnamed Gu?
In his memory, he didn't recall having any friends surnamed Gu.
"No, why would you ask that?"
Tang Yuyan raised her eyes, the skepticism clear in her moist gaze, "Mingchuan, do you really know everything about my past?"
Faced with his wife's question, Nangong Mingchuan furrowed his brow.
She had never doubted his words before.
"If the investigation back then was real, it truly was as if I knew everything. After your family was ruined and you were left destitute..." Nangong Mingchuan suddenly paused, "But back then, you had a friend named...Chen something."
"Chen something?" A flash of urgency passed through Tang Yuyan's eyes.
"I don't remember. I only heard you mention her name back then; I didn't know her."
This was also why, after she left unexpectedly, he couldn't find her friend, which led to them missing each other for over a decade.
Tang Yuyan lowered her head, not pursuing the matter any further.
