Guan Xilin and Ye Jing were resting in the Qiao family's small courtyard that night. Patriarch Qiao went around the courtyard after the banquet, his hands clasped behind his back and a faint frown on his face.
"Are you looking for me, Father?" When Qiao Yinuo entered, he was surprised to see his father walking about the courtyard.
When Patriarch Qiao saw him approaching, he sat down at a table in the courtyard and asked, "Think again. When you were on your way, did Young Master Guan say anything about his identity or make an unintentional reference to someone?"
Qiao Yinuo was taken aback. "Why are you questioning me in this manner, Father? What kind of person is Brother Guan? What's his identity? It shouldn't have anything to do with us, should it?"
For a long time, Patriarch Qiao remained silent. "Seeing him tonight reminds me of someone, but I'm not sure."
"Who?" Qiao Yinuo was curious.
