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... eld, his face flushed with exertion, Qin Hongyu had already whisked Bo Miaojiao away from the clamorous crowd.
Together, they strolled toward the orphanage, their silhouettes elongating under the faint glow of the street lamps.
“Ji Buyu’s a man of his word, alright. I scored two thousand yuan. Let’s go, I’m treating you to a feast!”
Qin Hongyu, clutching his phone, let out a goofy chuckle, then, without further ado, grabbed Bo Miaojiao’s hand and hailed a cab.
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