1719. A fifteen-year-old Doctor of Pharmacy

As the words were about to leave his mouth, Qiaoxu slapped his head directly, "Will it kill you to not be so sarcastic?"

Qiaoxu's gaze was cold as she looked at him, and Gu Junhao didn't retort. He just gave her a defiant roll of the eyes.

After a moment of silence, Gu Junhao felt Qiaoxu's hand touch the spot on his head where she had just slapped him, gently rubbing it.

He was startled and looked up at her. Seeing her serious expression filled with infinite gratitude, she said solemnly:

"This time, I really want to thank you, sister-in-law, thank you for bringing Qiaoyi back to me. Thank you."

Qiaoxu's voice had a hint of choking.

Gu Junhao was silent for a long time before he snorted and looked away, saying:

"Don't think I don't know that both of you, husband and wife... including my brother, are suspecting that I have something to do with Qiao Yi being taken away, right?"

Qiaoxu was taken aback by his disdainful and wronged question but didn't try to defend herself.