"That's up to him."
Chen Yu pulled Qiao Baishun up from the ground and placed his walking stick in his hand.
"Mr. Qiao, don't you plan to say anything when you see this familiar face?"
"For example, catching up with her?"
"I... I don't know her, so there's nothing to reminisce about!"
Qiao Baishun, who was flustered, kept wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"Mr. Chen, please destroy this ghost immediately."
"After this is done, I'll give you another 50 million in addition to the 50 million I promised you. I'll gift you 100 million as a reward."
Qiao Baishun wanted to do two things.
He wanted Chen Yu to exorcise the ghost until its soul was scattered before sending Chen Yu away.
"It's true that a man's heart is as firm as iron." Chen Yu sighed.
"As the saying goes, a day of husband and wife is a hundred days of kindness. A hundred days of husband and wife is a relationship as deep as the sea."
