Zu An reacted quickly. He only lost his composure for an instant before snapping out of his daze. “Who is Zu An? Could he be the madam’s close friend?”

Yu Yanluo gave him a sidelong glance and replied, “Are you really asking me that to my face? Do you have no sense of shame?”

Zu An began sweating buckets. What the hell is going on? This woman has even more secrets? She actually even knows my real identity?

Is she trying to trick me? 

But why did she say my name? That’s just too much of a coincidence, right? Or does she have some kind of system that lets her see my true name too?

As if seeing through his confusion, Yu Yanluo said, “I already had my suspicions from earlier. For some reason, I felt you were somewhat familiar. But because your disguise was too good, I did not immediately realize that it was you.

“Later on, when you exited the painting, I was not wearing much clothing while sleeping. When you restrained me, you saw that my shoulder was exposed to the air, so you even helped me cover up again. At first, I thought you were a gentleman, which was why I still treated you quite well.”

“But later on, you… You tied me up like that, and even took out those assorted medicines, so I immediately knew you were definitely no gentleman...