1671. Stupidity written all over the face

Although he was smiling, in Qiaoxu's eyes, this smile looked like a bottomless devil.

Qiaoxu glanced at him and took a small sip of the coffee in front of her, saying:

"I'm not questioning your professional skills, but your character."

Compared to his professional reputation being questioned, Gu Junhao seemed to not care whether his character was good or bad. Hearing Qiaoxu say this, his smile grew even bigger.

"You're right. If my sister-in-law had doubts about my professional skills, she wouldn't have come to me specially."

Slender fingers tapped lightly on the table as he looked at Qiaoxu and asked:

"Have you made up your mind?"

"How long?"

Qiaoxu suddenly asked a question that seemed irrelevant, which left Gu Junhao momentarily unable to respond.

"How long will it take to develop the medicine?"

Qiaoxu asked again.

Seeing Gu Junhao's body lazily leaning against the sofa behind him, she said: "It depends on my mood."