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... deliver food.

Although he no longer needed to eat, he still kept this habit to prevent others from seeing through him.

The door creaked open.

It was Lu Qianqian.

'Oh goodness, she likes me! Should I reject her? What should I tell Yu Banxia after this?'

Several thoughts flashed through Jiang Li's mind. But in the next second, Lu Qianqian directly knelt down.

"Brother Jiang Li, please save Banxia!"

Lu Qianqian's action surprised Jiang Li. He hurri ...

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