Qiao Xi looked at his hurriedly leaving figure and smiled wantonly. "You're frightened now that I brought up my husband! Weren't you just fierce to me a second ago?"
After Gu Zheng left, he specially closed the door for Qiao Xi. At this moment, he was leaning against the wall of the corridor and felt his face heat up. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask that could cover it, but the blush on his ears could not be concealed.
"President." Just then, Song Shijing walked over and said in a low voice, "Du Ming met Kang Qingzhi this morning."
"It's indeed her." Gu Zheng's voice was low and hoarse.
Song Shijing's heart trembled. He asked in a low voice, "Do you need my help?"
"There's no need. Kang Qingzhi will be handed to her to handle," Gu Zheng said casually, but the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "Kang Qingzhi and Kang Jichuan will be handed to her to handle, while I'll handle the rest. Is Old Madam Kang also in Li City?"
