Especially Mr. Wu, he didn't like him, but he didn't hate him either.
Qiao Qingyu took the paper bag, watched Wu Hong drive the jeep away at high speed, and turned around only to see He Xiuyu standing not far away.
Qiao Qingyu stamped her foot, grabbed her things, and ran towards him, saying as she approached, "It's quite cold today."
"If you knew it was cold, why didn't you bring the person in to talk?" He Xiuyu said with displeasure as he warmed her hands.
"We didn't talk much; he came and left in a hurry," explained Qiao Qingyu.
After returning home, Qiao Qingyu didn't explain the situation to He Xiuyu in detail right away because it was not convenient.
He Xiuyu didn't ask. When they were alone, Qiao Qingyu quietly told He Xiuyu all about the matter Wu Hong had discussed with her.
He Xiuyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a few breaths, he stood up, closed the door of the room, and said in a low voice, "Let's go into the space."
