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... or them?"
At the dining table, Bai Mo held his phone, considering what to order for delivery.
He rarely ate small lobsters before... After all, he didn't have much money in his pocket. It's different now; he's someone with a salary, can eat whatever and order whatever!
Suddenly, a notification popped up on his phone.
Turns out it was from the group chat formed when he visited Fang Yuan and Zhang Jian at the hospital last time, and Fang Yuan had sent a message.
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