Mu Liang had returned.
Qiao Xia had been in and out of consciousness that day, barely feeling anything, and only now did she feel like she had come back to life.
"Miss Qiao Xia, you're awake," Gu Xiaowu called from the doorway, a smile spreading across his face as he saw her awaken. Gu Xiaowu was quite the handsome man, sharp and competent in appearance, yet his smile was very boyish.
"The young madam's flight was today; Fourth Young Master went to the airport to see her off and will be back soon," Gu Xiaowu said.
Qiao Xia felt a bit embarrassed, "Mr. Gu, you can just call me Qiao Xia."
"That won't do; Fourth Young Master would chop me into pieces," he said with a mischievous laugh, fiddling with his phone, not sure what he was looking at. She suddenly remembered what Meng Qian had once complained about—that Gu Xiaowu would drool over Chen Xiaoman while flipping through magazines.
