When he got home, Gao Shaojie saw his lover sitting on the sofa, staring at the medicine box on the coffee table.
"You didn't give it to the child, did you?" Gao Shaojie asked again anxiously.
"No, I didn 't," Gao Shaojie's lover looked at him in surprise and panic, and was a little scared.
Old Gao was always meticulous, and a kind of gentlemanly air was exuded from his bones.
Today, he looked very flustered. What was going on?
"It's good that you didn't eat. " Gao Shaojie forced a smile and sat beside his wife, telling her the news he had just received.
For those that were not detailed, Gao Shaojie even went to the data network to search for information.
After listening to Gao Shaojie's words, his wife had not yet woken up from her shock.
"Let me see your chat history with the agent." Gao Shaojie was ready to confirm it bit by bit.
He knew his lover's temper. If he couldn't convince her, he was afraid that she would have a knot in her heart.