"I live next door to you."
Du Jingzhou reached out to help her hold the bag, and pulled her towards the apartment door.
Su Qiao followed stupidly.
When did this guy secretly move in here
How come she didn’t know that the person next door had changed
Just then, a man and a woman came towards us, they seemed to be a couple.
Both men were well-dressed. The man wore glasses and looked like an educated person.
The woman was quite gentle and greeted Su Qiao with a smile, "Ms. Su Man, are you done with work?"
Su Qiao responded with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Liu, Mrs. Liu, are you two going out?"
Su Qiao knew them because Mr. Liu worked for a major newspaper and she met him when she submitted articles to him.
Later, when I found out that we all lived in Renhua Apartment, we became closer.
She got along quite well with Mrs. Liu.
"Yeah, let's go out for dinner. Who is this...?"
Mrs. Liu noticed the cold man next to Su Qiao and asked politely.
Mr. Liu adjusted his glasses and asked uncertainly, "Is it... Mr. Du?"
Du Jingzhou nodded slightly: "Yes, I am Du Jingzhou, Manman's husband."
The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched.
'Mr. Manman', what kind of a name is that
And are you married? Then you start calling yourself your husband.
Mr. and Mrs. Liu both stared with wide eyes.
It really is Mr. Du.
And he is... Miss Suman’s husband
Su Qiao pulled Du Jingzhou, smiled at the two of them, and hurried upstairs.
Mr. and Mrs. Liu looked at the two men's backs, still shocked.
"When did Miss Su Man get married? And... and her husband is Mr. Du?"
“This is big news!”
"Yes, great news!"
Mrs. Liu breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that those young talents in our apartment who are asking about Miss Su Man can rest now."
Mr. Liu also nodded in agreement: "Those talented writers in my newspaper who are asking about her can rest now."
Mr. Liu glanced at his briefcase and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot to give the manuscript fee to Miss Su Man."
"Send it tomorrow!" Mrs. Liu didn't want to disturb other people's world of two because of such a small matter.
Mr. Liu nodded: "Yes."
At this time, Su Qiao had already pulled Du Jingzhou to the door of the house.
She pointed to the room on the left: "Do you live here?"
"Um."
Du Jingzhou did not take out the key, but followed Su Qiao.
"I heard that the part-time worker you hired, Aunt Wu, has good skills."
Su Qiao knew what he was planning and opened the door: "Come in!"
"Ms. Su..."
It was just noon, and Aunt Wu had prepared lunch and was waiting for Suman.
Halfway through her words, she saw the tall man following her and was immediately frightened by his cold aura.
Su Qiao hung her bag on the rack in the corner and took off her coat:
"Auntie Wu, he is Du Jingzhou. You don't have to care about him. Just treat him as an ordinary guest."
“Is… is it Mr. Du… Mr. Du?” Although Wu Ma was just an ordinary citizen, she had seen him from a distance twice on the street.
As for big shots, ordinary people would be curious about them.
Moreover, Wu Ma's son is a rickshaw driver, and the sign he uses belongs to the business owned by Mr. Du.
Su Qiao said indifferently: "Well, he has a nickname, Master Du."
"By the way, why do you let people call you Master Du?"
Du Jingzhou took off his coat and hung it together with hers, then turned around and said, "Because I'm ranked second."
"Oh." Su Qiao guessed that was the case.
"Mr. Du...Mr. Du, Miss Su, the meal...the meal is ready, you...you guys enjoy it, I...I have something else to do."