Chai Qin lowered her head, her face flushed, and even sneaked a glance at Gu Qingheng. After all, she used to be the young master's personal maid, and she once harbored some fantasies. But now, she realized that kind of infatuation was long gone, and all she could think about was that person. Where was he now? Had he found any clues? Was he in danger? What should she do, she missed him so much?
But Gu Qiao was feeling bitter inside. It's not that he wasn't looking for a wife, he just hadn't met the right one yet. What could he do?
"Since you haven't found one yourself, how about I introduce someone to you?" Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qiao's furrowed face and felt amused. "Tell me, do you want someone tall or short, fat or thin?"
"Madam, I haven't decided yet." Gu Qiao could only look to Gu Qingheng for help.
However, Gu Qingheng didn't even look at him and simply stayed protectively by Yang Ruxin's side.
