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... elp but shift her position under that direct gaze, "I’m talking about you."
A poorly fitted suit, a fresh buzz cut like he just got out of prison, a scar on his face—either a punk with nothing better to do or a mischievous rascal.
Her restaurant never catered to such uncultured guests.
Xu Lei was puzzled, "No, Auntie, who are you? Can’t I wait for someone here?"
"Who are you calling Auntie?" Lin Yi’s neatly drawn eyebrows involuntarily raised, "I’m the owner here. ...
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