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Li Manjun smiled and replied: "It's my husband."

"What about you, have you brought your notebook?"

You Xiang sneered at her: "Of course I did, but I don't know how you, your husband, and your children can still be so sweet."

Apparently she had just seen Li Manjun kissing Zhao Yong passionately. Li Manjun didn't feel shy at all. This was a normal expression of human emotion. Besides, they were a legal couple and there was nothing shameful about it.

"Where's your husband? I've only heard you mention your child, but I've never heard you talk about him." Li Manjun asked curiously.

You Xiang was slightly startled, "Really? So I didn't tell you?"

"My husband and I work in the same hotel. He is the lobby manager and I am the front desk customer service staff. What about you? What do you do?" You Xiang also asked curiously.

Li Manjun smiled and said: "I said I am a garbage picker, you don't think I am joking with you, do you?"

You Xiang subconsciously wanted to say don't talk nonsense, but when he saw Li Manjun's serious expression and the helpless smile on his lips, he was shocked, "Really?"

Li Manjun nodded, "It's absolutely true. On this business trip, I'm going to import foreign garbage."

You Xiang was immediately interested. This was the first time she met a young "scavenger" like Li Manjun.

"Is it profitable to pick up garbage? I don't think you look like a garbage picker." You Xiang circled around Li Manjun and sighed: "You don't look like you can afford the hardship."

Li Manjun spread his hands, and You Xiang discovered that Li Manjun's finger joints were relatively large, and his palms were not as delicate as he thought. There was a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips, and the lines on the back of his hands were relatively deep.

But it should be because she usually pays more attention to maintenance, so as long as you don't look closely, you will basically not notice it.

These were indeed a pair of working hands. You Xiang gave Li Manjun a thumbs up to express his admiration.

The two of them chatted about interesting things about their work, walked into the classroom together, and started class.

In class, both of them were very serious. Li Manjun took You Xiang's notes and copied them during breaks. During class, he listened to the teacher's lectures based on his notes, trying to keep up with the progress of his classmates.

There were two classes in the afternoon. At noon, Li Manjun and You Xiang went to the cafeteria for lunch, and then went straight to the library.

You Xiang likes reading game novels very much, and he forgets himself as soon as he reads them. It was only Li Manjun who reminded him in time that the two of them were not late for their afternoon class.

When we parted at the school gate after school, You Xiang said: "It's my turn for day shift next week. If you have copied the notes, just go to the hotel where I work and return them to me. I will treat you to afternoon tea."

She blinked and said specifically: "It's only available to hotel employees. You can't eat it outside."

Li Manjun took out his itinerary and flipped through the schedule. Next Wednesday afternoon was free, "Wednesday then?"

"Okay!" You Xiang smiled and waved, then slowly swam away.

Li Manjun put away his notebook and stood on the roadside for half a minute when Zhao Yong arrived.

"Is it cold?"

As soon as Li Manjun got in the car, Zhao Yong stuffed a hot water bottle over him. The water was still hot. Li Manjun looked at him in surprise and said, "It's cold."

"Get warm quickly." He looked forward and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Li Manjun held the warm hot water bottle, and the warmth spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart.

"Huh? Why did you take this road?" Li Manjun asked in confusion when he found that Zhao Yong drove onto another road, which was completely opposite to the way home.

"Today we are eating out alone. I have already told my mother on the phone that we can go home later and watch a movie together after eating."

As he spoke, he handed over two brand-new movie tickets - "Once Upon a Time in China: Once Upon a Time in China".

This movie was released last year. Zhao Yong wanted to watch it early on, but it was not broadcast in the mainland. This year it was introduced to mainland cinemas and the theaters were full.

"When did you buy it?" Li Manjun asked curiously. She found that her husband was quite interesting in life.

She didn't even think about going to the movies.

Of course, part of the reason is because she doesn't have time to pay attention to film and television entertainment. She only wants to make the company bigger and stronger, but ignores a lot of the fun of life.

"I just passed by Ocean Park, and there were scalpers selling them. I bought two of them. When I saw the time, it was today, which is perfect!" Zhao Yong sounded a little excited.

Li Manjun looked down at the ticket in his hand. Jet Li was indeed a bit handsome when he was young. He had a strong and sunny beauty. He was much prettier than the so-called traffic stars in later generations. His eyes were so bright that you could feel it through the photos.

There is also a heroine who is also very beautiful and recognisable. Everyone loves beauty, and Li Manjun is also looking forward to this combination of handsome men and beautiful women.

Zhao Yong found a place to park his car near the cinema, and the couple had dinner together in a nearby shop, just in time for the movie show time.

"Buy popcorn." Li Manjun pulled Zhao Yong's hand and reminded him excitedly.

Zhao Yong smiled and took his wife's hand to the counter, "A bucket of popcorn and two bottles of hot soy milk."

"It's three yuan in total." The conductor didn't say much. He took the money and skillfully poured out the popcorn. He also took out two bottles of soy milk from the hot water bucket and handed them over.

The couple walked into the cinema together holding movie snacks, both shivering from the cold.

The auditorium-style movie theater has a high ceiling, dim vision, and even if the glass windows are closed, there is still air leakage.

The cold yellow hard chair made my butt bounce every time I touched it.

Zhao Yong rejoiced, "Fortunately, I brought a hot water bottle with me." Although the temperature had already changed, it was better to warm up the bench first than to sit down and have a rest.

The current conditions of movie theaters are just like this. Li Manjun is still a little bit new. After all, she has only seen it in period dramas before. She thinks the atmosphere of the scene is quite good.

"I heard that the cinemas in Hong Kong City have soft-backed seats and air-conditioning throughout the venue." Zhao Yong handed the things in his hand to his wife, picked up the hot water bottle and bent down to cover the cold bench.

Li Manjun said with a smile: "When Hong Kong returns, we will take Nian Nian with us to watch movies."

Zhao Yong calculated the time in his mind. His daughter should be six years old by then.

"Okay, it's all up to you, you make the arrangements."

A young couple came next door. When they saw Zhao Yong and Li Manjun covering the bench with hot water bottles, the girl glared at the boy in annoyance, "Look at you, I was going to bring it, but you insisted on saying no, otherwise we won't be able to do it now." You can cover the stool like this."

The cold bench in Rongcheng Cinema was really heartbreaking.

The boy coaxed his girlfriend in a good voice and hurriedly took off the scarf around his neck and put it on the girl's chair. The girl immediately showed a happy and shy smile.

Li Manjun and Zhao Yong looked at each other and couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

"Okay, the movie is about to start, let's go." Zhao Yong took away the hot water bottle that had run out of heat and asked his wife to sit down.

He was so rough that he sat down immediately. Although he was cold, he didn't say anything.