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Beiyuan, the rotating fire pot restaurant.
A man and a woman sat facing each other, steam bubbles rising from the churning fire pot, the side view of Zhou Sinin’s face becoming increasingly blurred amidst the rich fragrance.
"You will pick up the tab later."
Lu Jincheng was the first to move, wiping his chopsticks and busying himself with picking up slices of beef.
He didn’t act like other couples sitting together, hastily serving food to their girlfrien ...
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