Xiao Jinlin's lips curled slightly, "Coincidentally, I'm moving this week too."
Chen Xinyue: "?"
By the weekend, she finally understood what moving house meant in Xiao Jinlin's terms.
"You you you... you live next door to me?" Chen Xinyue was shocked, looking here and there, discovering that the two yards were only separated by a wall. If they opened a small door, they could practically become one household.
Xiao Jinlin was very satisfied with his handiwork, "I've thought about this method for quite some time, so we can go to and from work together, saving Uncle Fang from running back and forth, isn't that right?"
Chen Xinyue's mouth twitched heavily, momentarily unsure whether to praise him or to berate him.
"Aren't you afraid people at the company will gossip?" Chen Xinyue raised an eyebrow.
Xiao Jinlin smirked confidently, "I've got exclusive rights to the company basement; who do you think will find out?"
Chen Xinyue was silent.
