Su Qiao glanced at the people in the conference room and felt that there was no point in sitting here and listening to their nonsensical discussions.
He put away his notebook and stood up: "I'll go with you. I'm free now anyway."
"Okay, then you guys go together!"
After all, Su Qiao majored in psychology. Tao Junhui thought that if he let her meet Sun Zhihao and his neighbors more often, perhaps she would be able to see something.
Unfortunately, Su Xiyan beside him didn't think so. She said unhappily, "What a waste of time."
Su Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to her and followed Xiao Li and the others out with his notebook.
Tao Junhui looked at Su Xiyan sternly: "Since Xiao Qiao has such speculation, she must have her reasons and basis. She is not a boring person. On the contrary, she is extremely serious about her work and has strong professional ability. I hope you don't bring your personal emotions into work."
In the past, he believed her one-sided words, and Su Qiao was arrogant and never liked to explain, so he misunderstood her.
Looking at the current situation, what reason does he have to doubt Su Qiao
What made him feel upset and guilty was that he knew clearly what kind of person Su Qiao was, but he still trusted Su Xiyan so much.
"you… "
Su Xiyan didn't expect him to treat her like this, and she clenched her fists in anger.
But thinking that this was a conference room with many colleagues around, and that she had been impulsive just now, even though she was very angry, she gritted her teeth and endured it.
"I know, I made a mistake."
Tao Junhui originally wanted to say something to her, but seeing her like this, he gave up the idea.
Xiaoyan has always been smart and sensible. She was probably just acting on impulse just now. It would be better not to embarrass her too much in front of her colleagues.
Su Qiao didn't know that because of her, a conflict arose between Tao Junhui and Su Xiyan for the second time, and Tao Junhui's impression of Su Xiyan was no longer so good.
At least he would question whatever she said first instead of believing it easily.
She went back to the office to get her briefcase, and without even having time to eat, she went out with Xiao Li and Yu Qiang. Du Muhan, who had wanted to have dinner with her, was disappointed.
*
On the way there, Su Qiao took a quick look at the information of Sun Zhihao and Ding Peixin in the car.
Putting aside the fact that Ding Peixin is missing, her focus is on her husband Sun Zhihao.
Sun Zhihao, 27 years old this year, is very young. His family runs a cultural and art company and he owns his own gallery. He can be considered a young and promising painter.
Looking at the photo, he looks good at first glance.
He is tall and thin, and dressed very decently. His watch and clothes are all low-key brand names. He smells faintly of ink, and there is a hint of melancholy between his brows.
Because he runs a gallery and a family business, he has the aura of a businessman as well as the elegance and melancholy of an artist.
All in all, he is a relatively successful man.
There are very few people like this who can balance their hobbies and their family and career.
Seeing Su Qiao and Xiao Li outside the door, Sun Zhihao was a little surprised, but only for a moment.
He impatiently invited the two to sit down, not even bothering to pour a glass of water, and asked rudely, "Do you have any clues?"
Su Qiao stood up and interrupted him: "Excuse me, can I use the restroom?"
"Over there." Sun Zhihao glanced at Su Qiao's pretty face, barely suppressing his anger, and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.
Su Qiao nodded slightly at him and went to the bathroom with graceful steps.