"How did you know?" Chen Yuan's hand, reaching for his teacup, froze in mid-air, his face etched with shock.
"Son, why would you think I *wouldn't* know?"
"You didn't have people following and watching me, did you?"
Chen Yuan froze.
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became.
Given his biological father's personality, it was definitely something he would do. No wonder he had suddenly agreed to let him work at Bauhinia Company and hadn't asked too many questions. 'It turns out my life has been under his control all along.'
In reality, he was overthinking it.
It was a critical period of reform for Jiang Energy Company, and Jiang Zhengfeng had nowhere near enough time to plan something like that. His knowledge of Chen Yuan's relationship came solely from that one trip to Lanjing.
He only knew bits and pieces.
