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Two huge question marks popped up in Ye Chenfeng’s mind.
"So it’s the beautiful Chen! What a pleasure, what a pleasure!" Ye Chenfeng laughed.
"I’ll take you out for a meal in a bit, where are you? I’ll come pick you up!"
"Pfft!"
Ye Chenfeng almost spat blood. What? Chen Xijun was inviting him to dinner? Was there some mistake? It must be a case of a weasel paying a New Year visit to a chicken—no good intentions!
But Ye Chenfeng did w ...
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