The data indicates that Gu Xiaoning clearly has money. Judging by this, she should have left untouched the money her father gave her in the past. On top of that, there is a large sum... presumably, from that man? Thinking of this, Le Zhengsheng's chest tightens with pain.
But if she has money, why would she still do such laborious work?
Both salesperson and factory work are exhausting with meager pay.
"Jingqing, what do you think?" Le Zhengsheng raised an eyebrow.
Liao Jingqing asked, "Director, if I may ask, do you... know Gu Xiaoning?"
Know her? Le Zhengsheng felt like laughing; it's been only two years, and people in Holy City have already forgotten... he once proudly married a girl named Gu Xiaoning.
At this moment, Le Zhengsheng merely nodded slightly, "Uh-huh."
"I suspect," Liao Jingqing laid it out frankly, "that this Miss seems to be working at places related to you. Is it intentional?"
"Really?" Le Zhengsheng raised an eyebrow, and his heart skipped.
