He Qiao sat next to Chu Yao, watching her meticulously apply her skincare. She held back for a moment but couldn't resist speaking up. "Sister Yaoyao, that man from just now... he seemed to be a friend of President Cheng, right?"
Chu Yao scooped out a bit of face cream and warmed it in her palm. Hearing He Qiao's words, she didn't even lift her gaze, merely humming a soft "Mm."
He Qiao didn't ask if that was Chu Yao's secret husband. In her heart, she was already a hundred percent certain. After following Chu Yao for all this time, He Qiao was sure that Chu Yao wasn't the type to mess around. For a man to be in her home, he had to be someone incredibly important to her.
He Qiao pressed her lips together and spoke cautiously, "Sister Yaoyao, have you ever heard the saying? 'A friend's wife is off-limits.'"
Chu Yao was still applying the face cream, but this time, He Qiao's words made her look up and glance at her.
"Xiao He, what are you trying to say?"
