"Dad, why are you concerned about these things?"
Ding Haijing already had a hunch, but he found it unbelievable, it couldn't be such a coincidence that his dad was connected to the Jiang Family, right?
"I can tell you now." Father Ding sighed heavily.
"Haven't you always asked what my past identity was? It's time I told you. Actually, I came from an ordinary family, and we were quite poor."
"But you read and write so well."
Growing up poor, yet being able to read so many books?
"Because, back in the day, I was a companion to the Sixth Young Master Jiang, and back then I was called Ding Fu."
Ding Haijing was completely stunned.
