"I also want..."
"I won't help you find a job." Qiao Chuchu interrupted Wang Ziqing.
Wang Ziqing blinked, looking at Qiao Chuchu in confusion: "How did you know I wanted you to find me a job?"
"Someone kicked out by the landlord, your situation is imaginable." Qiao Chuchu said indifferently.
Wang Ziqing: "..."
Qiao Chuchu looked at Wang Ziqing, smiling, "Actually... you could make a living off your looks."
As for what kind of person Wang Ziqing was, she didn't want to comment, but this face, it was quite presentable. Walking down the street, he'd definitely turn heads.
"You..." Wang Ziqing looked at Qiao Chuchu in horror: "You're not thinking of supporting me, making me a kept man, are you?"
"..."
Qiao Chuchu looked at Wang Ziqing, sneering, "Do you think I can't find a man? Do I need to spend money to support one?"
"A lot of women want to support me," Wang Ziqing said, "Almost every woman who's met me has plans for my face."
