Shao Jingmo had just come out of the door. He was wrapped in a bathrobe, and his belt and collar were tied. Nothing unusual could be seen from head to toe.
Mother Qiao turned around and looked at Shao Jingmo. She asked, "Everything went well yesterday, right?"
Shao Jingmo nodded. "Yes."
Mother Qiao felt much more at ease. "It's good that it went well. It's been hard on you, Jingmo." This gratitude came from the bottom of her heart. After all, this matter concerned her daughter, and she had to rely on Shao Jingmo to settle it.
Shao Jingmo's expression was indifferent. "Mrs. Qiao, there's no need to say this."
Mother Qiao nodded. "Go change your clothes too. The chauffeur is already here."
Shao Jingmo nodded and left Qiao Qiao's door in front of Mother Qiao. He returned to his bedroom. Everything seemed normal. Mother Qiao didn't think too much about it. After seeing Shao Jingmo return to the bedroom, she shouted into the bedroom,
