388 Duoduo's dad is you_1

"No, no, of course not, when I'm with you, would I even care about a little money?" The man spoke jovially.

He patted her cheek and continued, "It's always so covert, isn't it? We can't go to the fancy hotels, only to the little express inns. The environment's terrible. No idea if the sheets are even clean, and the bed squeaks endlessly!"

Zhou Ziqing pushed him away, straightened her clothes, and spoke seriously, "My bed is just as bad, and probably not clean either! Do you think this place can accommodate someone like you?"

"How about this? I rent a decent apartment for you to move into," the man offered generously.

Rent?

Zhou Ziqing was sick of it all. Who would want to move into a rented place?

If he really cared, he should buy me a house.

"No need. What would I be doing in a house you've rented?" Zhou Ziqing shook her head.

The man glanced around at the state of her home, scratching his nose. "Well, it'd definitely be better than this place!"