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... before departure, so Qi Yun tied on an apron to prepare lunch.
After spending time together these days, he was already well aware of Zhao Qing’s taste preferences and knew what dishes she liked to eat.
However, halfway through cooking, his phone rang in his pocket.
Checking his phone, the name Wang Fei appeared on the screen.
"Brother Qi, my car is sent for maintenance; can you come pick me up later?" On the other end, Wang Fei’s voice was gentle, with a hint of c ...
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