Two-Faced President, So Hard to Placate (61)

That house was given to that idiot. It wasn't given by him.

He felt very unhappy.

"We're already divorced. Why can't we be together?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "How many people outside are watching us right now?

"You have to give me, and everyone else, a little time to ease into this, right?"

The man's eyes shifted as he leaned close and whispered into her ear, "Then I'll move in with you."

Su Qiao ruthlessly pushed him away. "You can't live here, but you can come over whenever you want."

"Even at night?"

"Didn't you come over by yourself at night even when I didn't let you?" Su Qiao said indifferently.

The man leaned close again and lowered his voice. "That's different. You know that."

Su Qiao's expression froze. "..."

I don't know. I don't know anything.

I'm still an innocent baby.

"You're not saying no, so I'll take that as your agreement." Before Su Qiao could think for even a second, the man settled the matter decisively.

*

Su Qiao moved house the next morning.

Although she had quite a lot of belongings, especially books, the new place was nearby and there were enough people to help, so the move was finished quickly.

"Little woman, come look. You're famous."

Before noon, Zhang Jingchen strode into the hall carrying a newspaper.

"What do you mean, famous? Let me see."

Seeing the large color photograph of her true face on the front page, accompanied by a long string of exaggerated praise, the corners of Su Qiao's mouth twitched.

"I really am famous."

However, she wasn't the only one who had become famous.

After the divorce announcement was published, word somehow spread that Su Qiao was the newly famous female writer Listening to Rain.

A newspaper reporter had followed