Lu Ye's face suddenly turned red, and he pointed at Qiao Qingyu, stammering, "Qiao... Qiao Qingyu, how dare you say that as a young lady?"
"What's there not to dare say? Isn't this normal? Don't you plan on finding a wife?" Qiao Qingyu asked, puzzled.
"Ah, why does this person look so familiar..." Just then, a loud voice came from behind them.
Lu Ye and Qiao Qingyu both turned around and saw He Xiuyu, holding Rongrong and accompanied by Qiao Tianbao and Accountant Zhang, walking toward the entrance of their house.
It was Qiao Tianbao who had spoken, seemingly unfazed and acting quite normally.
He Xiuyu, who was slowly approaching, had a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes and involuntarily furrowed his brows; he had heard their conversation, and Qiao Qingyu had never spoken to him in such a light-hearted, joking tone before.
He was feeling a bit muffled and irritated.
