Picking up her phone, she dialed a string of numbers.
"Miss Yun, at your service."
"Get ready, I'm flying to the domestic next week."
"Okay, Miss Yun, please inform me of the sighting location, and I will arrange the private jet right away."
"G City." The woman straightened up and spoke two words with an icy demeanor.
Gu Xia didn't sleep well that night.
Perhaps because she mentioned that matter to Old Lu last night, she had a blurry dream about her parents.
So when she got up in the morning, she felt quite drained.
Yu Hu had made breakfast and, seeing Gu Xia come downstairs, greeted her with his usual smile, "Wife, come eat."
"Not now, I need to go to work."
Gu Xia looked ill and picked up her uniform jacket to head out.
Yu Hu swiftly stood up and blocked Gu Xia at the door.
She looked up, serious faced, "What's the meaning of this?"
"Wife... are you mad at me because I came home late last night... I really haven't been keeping a mistress, believe me."
