Of course, Gu Qingjiu knew what the word colleague meant.
But since when did she become colleagues with this man?
The man with a gun at his waist also cast a deep and probing gaze at Gu Qingjiu, before nodding. "Nice to meet you."
"Haha."
The man with a stubble laughed ambiguously and waved a hand at Gu Qingjiu. "Come on, come in with me."
Gu Qingjiu followed him into the small house ahead without any hesitation.
It was like an ordinary house, and entering through the door, one found themselves in a hall that was slightly old and shabby.
But judging by this person before her and that man standing guard outside, this place wasn't as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Indeed, when he pulled away some rather old-looking curtains, a bedroom that used to be occupied by a girl appeared before Gu Qingjiu's eyes.
