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... is hand, and the two exchanged brief greetings.
Chen Jiachun felt somewhat uneasy; where was that man whose voice over the phone alone was reassuring? Chen Jiachun wasn’t prejudiced against women, but this woman in front of him looked too young. Her eyes were clear, resembling a dust-free porcelain vase—typical of rich young ladies.
The car used for the pickup was quite old and bumpy on the road. Su Ziceng, who drove, did not show any discomfort. Sitting in the driver’s seat, she ...
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