Qu Xiujie was sure that the sincerity in his eyes touched Pei Ge. When she looked at him, there was a hint of sadness in her voice. "Let's skip this topic for now. I believe that Ziming has spoken about your motive for looking for us. Since it's so clear, let's just speak frankly."
"Sure. Your husband has great foresight."
The middle-aged man was genuinely impressed from the bottom of his heart. He finally understood why this chap could calmly plan his moves.
That was because the latter had known about everything long ago, and all he had to do was to wait for someone.
Such as him.
"I don't have great foresight. I'm merely speaking the truth, so I hope that you won't blame me."
As the man leaned on the sofa, his cold aura made Qu Xiujie pause for a moment. The latter thought for a bit, then smiled. "How could that be? Since Young Master Ji knows about it already, I'll speak frankly. I want a safe place to stay and your people to protect me."
