Yoyo seemed to keep her eyes on Gu Zichen's departing figure for quite a while before asking, "President Qiao, who is that? Someone from the Dassoqi Group."
"Mm." Qiao Xiguan nodded.
"He approached you on his own?"
"He's my husband." Qiao Xiguan said.
"Cough, cough!" Yoyo almost choked on her own saliva.
Qiao Xiguan waited expressionlessly for Yoyo to catch her breath.
Yoyo sat on the chair opposite Qiao Xiguan, "You have a husband?"
"What did you think, that my child just popped out of a rock?!"
"I thought you were at least divorced." Yoyo looked at her seriously.
"I even thought my husband was dead!" Qiao Xiguan said nonchalantly.
Yoyo felt that no matter how old she was or how much she had experienced, she couldn't get an advantage over Qiao Xiguan.
"I just want to ask, what about my son?"
"I've already explained everything clearly to your son. As for what he wants to do, that's his business." Qiao Xiguan was indifferent.
