"He Peng?"
Auntie Jiang's hands didn't stop moving as she continued to stay busy.
Qiao En felt a surge of shock, "How did you know?"
Auntie Jiang let out a slight sigh, "At the recycling station, you were looking at a newspaper related to the president of Nanchen Group. Seeing how nervous you were, I guessed you must know that person. Little Xu, if you've thought it over and want to go back, I'm willing to do anything for you."
For a moment, Qiao En didn't know what to say, her heart overwhelmed by a great surge of warmth.
"Auntie Jiang, thank you."
After Auntie Jiang helped Qiao En tidy up her things, she immediately contacted He Peng.
The next morning, He Peng appeared at Auntie Jiang's house.
Just like last time, he came carrying gifts, both big and small.
Auntie Jiang still didn't think much of him, opened the yard door, and spoke to him coldly, "Come in, I have something to say to you."
