Feng Dingchu was somewhat taken aback.
Although she hadn't finished speaking, he had already understood her meaning.
At that moment, his face turned slightly red.
"Don't jump to conclusions. I did know your mother, but we didn't have much of an interaction back then. I only found out about her identity by chance."
"So, you and her… didn't have that kind of relationship?"
Chu Qianli let out a sigh, feeling somewhat disappointed, "It's not you…"
"I wasn't particularly close to your mother, and moreover, I was young at the time, focused solely on the battlefield. Love and such matters, I didn't understand them."
"So it's also not possible to know from you who my mother liked, right?"
Chu Qianli propped her chin, her face filled with melancholy.
Feng Dingchu smiled lightly, "Fate doesn't always thwart our wishes. The things you're meant to know, one day, you will understand."