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... ither." Song Qiao’s eyes welled up with tears, as she directly glared at the man in front of her accusingly.
Because earlier he had hugged her without a word and brought her out, she hadn’t even had time to put on shoes—not to mention changing clothes.
Lu Jingchen glanced down at those fair and pretty feet, his expression slightly darkened, but he still looked up at her and spoke, "Wait here for a moment. I’ll go in and get shoes for you. Sit tight and don’t get out of the car." ...
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