Perhaps because of Yao Jia, Xia Chuqing clearly maintained a hint of hostility and distance from Yao Hongming, especially since they truly had no connection.
"I want to talk to you about my sister's matters." Yao Hongming's face still showed no change.
Compared to Yao Jia, Yao Hongming was much more calm and reasonable, and spoke in a methodical manner.
Xia Chuqing didn't have a bad impression of this man, and since he was with the military, he couldn't behave recklessly.
Therefore, Xia Chuqing didn't think much and nodded in agreement.
The two sat in a coffee shop, Yao Hongming ordered a cup of coffee, while Xia Chuqing asked for a glass of milk.
At first, neither said anything. Xia Chuqing looked at Yao Hongming; he didn't seem like a soldier, but rather had the aura of a noble son, with his elegant demeanor and gentle actions.
"Mr. Yao." In front of someone with such a strong presence, Xia Chuqing was somewhat reserved, "What do you want to tell me?"
