บท 1208: Nervous

Qiao Nian was a cautious person. Since Mr. Chen had nothing to do with that matter, there was no need for her to ask. After all, the fewer people who knew about her background, the better.

"Mr. Chen."

Just as the atmosphere in the room was extremely awkward, Gu Zhou called out.

Everyone's gaze was attracted to Gu Zhou. They looked at him in confusion.

Mr. Chen took the last drag of his cigarette, then shook his hand and placed the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Gu?" Mr. Chen looked at Gu Zhou.

Gu Zhou's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze darkening. He looked at Mr. Chen and asked tentatively, "Mr. Chen, do you know my brother, Gu Yue?"