"That's it?"
"And then, when I passed by the compound later, I took a look out of curiosity. Guess what? The man is now living in that compound."
"Not only that, the two of them were talking and laughing very intimately. I guess this man should be Jiang Qingyue's husband. His age is also right."
After Gu Shaoping finished his rambling, Song Zhihe couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"Did you know today that she has a husband? Otherwise, where did the two children come from? I think you are just idle during the New Year!"
After saying that, Song Zhihe suddenly hung up the phone.
Continue to be busy with the things at hand.
But after being busy for a while, I couldn't help but put down my pen.
Everything was fine until he received a call from Gu Shaoping and suddenly became inexplicably irritated.
Although Song Zhihe said that there was nothing to be surprised about Jiang Qingyue's husband coming to live with her.
But I couldn't help but feel that something was not right.
When I got off work, I couldn't help but drive past the compound.
He stopped at the door for a while.
After hesitating for a moment, he was about to restart the car and leave.
Suddenly he heard someone knocking on his window, "Editor Song, why are you here?"
Song Zhihe glanced at her from the side and suddenly grinned.
"Weidong? When did you come to Jing City?"
Jiang Weidong didn't expect it would be such a coincidence to meet Song Zhihe in such a big place like Beijing.
I was very excited at the moment.
The two chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Weidong invited him, "Editor-in-Chief Song, we're cooking at home. If you don't mind, why don't you come with me and have a bite to eat?"
Song Zhihe hesitated for a moment, then nodded as if possessed by a ghost. "Okay, I'm a little hungry."
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