Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

He explained cheerfully, "I happened to meet your friends when I went to the bar to ask for directions. After I confessed that I was your godfather, the girl looked at me unfriendly. I guessed such a simple thing."

"Oh."

Zi Qiao nodded silently. He also knew that Mei Jia was a fool who couldn't hide her inner thoughts. It was normal for her godfather to see through her at a glance.

But he quickly realized that something was wrong: "Godfather, it's nothing for you to ask for directions at the bar, but how could you ask for directions from them?"

Zi Qiao looked at Dumas and asked hesitantly: "Godfather, you were... not going there to pick up girls, were you?"

"How is that possible? Those yellow-haired girls in their twenties and thirties are no longer within my consideration. Your godfather, I still prefer girls in their forties and fifties."

Seeing that Zi Qiao's thinking was still so agile even after serving a year in this prison, Dumas felt very relieved: "Who told you to post about apartments, bars, and your group of friends on Weibo and blog every day? Of course I have to go over to see what's going on."

He reminded again in a deep voice: "I have always told you that people like us should not have any extra traces or records on the Internet except for [clothes] that attract the eyes of beautiful women and [skin] that is carefully disguised, but you just don't listen.

"Fortunately, I am your godfather. If your ex-girlfriend or enemy sees you and they come to wait for you, you will have nowhere to run. ”

“Godfather, I don’t have any enemies now.”

Zi Qiao laughed and said, “Besides, I don’t share my life online, how do you know if I’m doing well or not?”

Dumas was stunned when he heard this, then pointed at Zi Qiao and laughed, “You kid, you are more eloquent than before, but your eyesight has declined too much in recent years.”

He raised his eyebrows and leaned forward silently in the direction of Zi Qiao.

Dumas lowered his voice and asked, “Before I came here, I really didn’t expect that you would have such a fierce and strong ex-girlfriend before, and lived with her.

“Zi Qiao, it’s not that Godfather is talking too much, your ex-girlfriend looks like a difficult person, what do you think?”

Zi Qiao was stunned by Dumas’ words.

Is Mei Jia fierce?

Of course she is fierce. If she gets angry in the whole apartment, her temper is better than Yi Fei’s.

Is Mei Jia strong?

Of course she is strong. She almost became the boss when she was Guan Gu's assistant. Even Guan Gu had to let Meijia decide what to wear when he went out to attend the anime forum, because it had to match her own clothes.

Not to mention when she was the referee, she was the one who had the final say, and she even dared to confront Yifei.

But what surprised Ziqiao was that Meijia's fierceness was generally only directed at her ex-boyfriend, and her strength was generally only reflected within her authority.

So how did Dad see it?

Could it be that... Dad has upgraded again?

I don't know why, although it doesn't really matter what impression Dumas has of Meijia, Ziqiao still wants to explain it for her, so that Meijia can improve her favorability with Dad.

"Dad, she usually has a sweet and cute style. Maybe she was too excited to see you for the first time and didn't control her emotions well."

"Sweet and cute?"

Dumas recalled the sweet and cute smile on Yifei's face before, and felt that it was a little sweet.

Although that smile does look sweet and lovely, it gives people a feeling of industrial saccharin, which just can't be sweet no matter what.

Moreover, for a girl like Yifei, Ziqiao said that she usually goes for the sweet route, and Dumas would definitely not believe it.

In this case, either the lover's eyes see beauty in the woman, or Ziqiao wants to help her improve her favorability in his heart.

But both results mean that Ziqiao is trapped. It seems that the breakup between the two of them is exactly what he thought.

Dumas is more and more certain of his guess.

He sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that if this trend continues, it is only a matter of time before his godson is completely defeated.

Sure enough, the love field is like the battlefield. Even the most powerful warrior will be injured and fall to the ground if he stays on the battlefield for a long time, but he didn't expect that Ziqiao was about to die of serious injuries in his twenties.

It seems that the top love saint who can be like a day in this love field for decades, passing through thousands of flowers without getting a leaf on him, is probably only him, Dumas.

Dumas felt slightly pleased with himself, as if Ziqiao's love troubles made him feel that he was not old, and that he could still struggle in the love field for twenty years.

He glanced at Ziqiao, and said with a smile, "She doesn't look like she has lost control of her emotions. You must have told her about our past wanderings, and made her think that I was the reason why you are a scumbag."

Ziqiao was stunned when he heard this. Did he mention godfather to Meijia?

At least not in Ziqiao's memory.

However, his brain capacity was too small, and such trivial matters might have been deleted by him as junk files.

Anyway, since Daddy guessed this way, he should not be wrong.

"The little girl is still thinking too much, Daddy, don't bother with her."

Ziqiao waved his hand, and he smiled and changed the subject, "Godfather, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

Alexandre Dumas replied without thinking: "I never think about such boring things as how long I want to stay in one place. This will only affect my expectations and passion for this place.

"I'll come when I want to. As for when I want to leave, first of all it depends on my mood, and secondly..."

He patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder: "The second step is to see if my proud godson is willing to take in his helpless godfather."

"Look at what you said, Dad, it's too late for me to be happy that you can come."

Zi Qiao stood up immediately and was about to drag Alexandre Dumas' suitcase into his room.

"Dad, you will stay in my room these days, and I will stay with 3603 next door.

"Don't worry, there are guest rooms over there in 3603, but the owner of the suite is a vengeful and petty germaphobe, so I'll just go and suffer."

As he spoke, he used all his strength to lift Alexandre Dumas' suitcase.

Ziqiao originally thought that Alexandre Dumas would have a lot of things in his suitcase when he returned from abroad. However, he used all his strength to lift the suitcase, and the suitcase was lifted over his head so lightly that he leaned back. .

Zi Qiao, whose center of gravity was unstable, fell directly back on the sofa. He was holding the suitcase in one hand, and the other hand was already touching his waist, which he almost missed.

"What's going on?"

He looked up at Alexandre Dumas blankly: "Why is this suitcase so light? Dad, didn't you bring anything with you when you returned home this time?"

"Yes, I have."

Alexandre Dumas grabbed the handbag on the side and patted it: "Although there are not many things left in the suitcase now, I also brought you authentic Moscow sausage."

"Just sausage?"

Zi Qiao was a little disappointed. He thought that his godfather was prospering abroad and he should bring some gifts for himself when he came back.

Just Moscow sausage?

"Wait a minute."

Zi Qiao finally reacted: "What do you mean there aren't many things left in the suitcase now, but what about the things in the suitcase before?"

"Oh, you were talking about those things."

Alexandre Dumas smiled and said: "I sold all those things to your friends."

"What?!!"

Zi Qiao dropped his suitcase and jumped up from the sofa in shock. His waist, which had almost dodged before, actually dodged this time.

"ah!"

Zi Qiao covered his waist in embarrassment and leaned against the edge of the sofa.

"Ziqiao, are you okay?"

Dazhong immediately stepped forward and helped Zi Qiao sit down: "Why are you so surprised?"

"What do you think?"

Zi Qiao raised his head and looked at Dumas, with a very confused tone: "Godfather, are you here to see me, or are you here to promote me?"

"Of course I'm here to see my proud godson."

"So are my friends making you unhappy, or do you have a problem with them in your heart?"

"None of them."

Alexandre Dumas smiled kindly: "Your friends are a group of very cute little boys and girls. Chatting with them makes me feel at least twenty years younger."

"Then why are you selling to them?!!"

There was a hint of reproach in Zi Qiao's words.

Dumas sat down nonchalantly: "How could there be so many reasons? In our industry, we are good at exploring every potential customer around us. Isn't this a normal thing?"

"Besides, in our line of work, you must never leave your fists and never leave your mouth. If you don't develop this habit, people like you will definitely become unfamiliar in the future."

"But they are all my friends."

"Just because they are your friends, I have given them a very cheap price, especially the young man named Zhang Wei. I almost gave them half a price and half a gift."

Alexandre Dumas also heard the blame in Zi Qiao's words, and he said dissatisfiedly: "If it weren't for the fact that they are your friends, it would be strange if I didn't sell it to them at a premium, let alone a discount."

"Besides, my stuff is neither contraband nor fake, so why can't I sell it to them?"

"But what you sell to others is never something they can use."

"Maybe it can be used this time?"

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