Jiang Hao looked at Lu Moqing's indifferent eyebrows and eyes, and asked again, "President, do you need to investigate?"
Lu Moqing didn't speak. Thinking of the call Qiao Xu received from Qiao Sheng this morning, he guessed that Qiao Sheng's sale of private property had something to do with Qiao Xu, so he didn't want to interfere too much in her affairs.
"No need."
"Alright, President, I'll leave now."
"Hmm."
After Jiang Hao left, there was only Lu Moqing left in the ward.
When he was alone, he would think of Qiao Xu, and when he thought of her, he couldn't help but think of the three years they spent together after getting married.
At that time, he hated Qiao Xu, but every time he faced her, he couldn't help but want to look at her more.
However, as soon as she got closer to him, he wanted to drive her away like shooing a fly, repeating this every time.
He thought that during that time, Xuxu must have felt the same as he does now when he drove her away.
