"Yes," Gu Junzhu said indifferently, "He went back to his hometown."
He had been keeping tabs on Qiao Yi's ex-husband all along.
The people watching Qiao Yi's ex-husband had only two responsibilities.
First, whenever his life showed signs of improvement, they would ruin his endeavors and make sure he remains down and out for life.
Second, to prevent him from revealing to his father the news of Qiao Yi's death.
"Oh," Ye Xingbei asked, "Does he... know about Qiao Yi's death?"
Gu Junzhu replied, "He shouldn't know."
He was extremely cautious about the news of Qiao Yi's death, fearing it might reach the old man's ears.
Qiao Yi's ex-husband was far away in his hometown and likely unaware.
Ye Xingbei turned her head to look in the direction where Foo Jinyang had left: "Then how did he find out?"
Gu Junzhu chuckled, pinching her cheek. "Baby, if I suddenly disappeared one day, would you come looking for me?"
