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... her drink when she saw Gong Ouyang’s car parked by the curb .


So, he did follow her after all . But it was fortunate that he was not here in the store .


In a few minutes, Lu Rin came and sat across her and ordered a cappuccino looking slightly harassed .


“What is it?” Xiaonian asked worriedly .


“Xiaonian,” Lu Rin started looking slightly suffocated, “your dad and sister are not doing so well these days . I had to accompany Ah due to shopping and event ...

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