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... and of propriety? Why are they so impolite?”
Standing at the entrance of Fang Cheng Studio, Landick looked back at the studio with dissatisfaction.
The automatic door had already closed, and the little cat lying at the reception desk nonchalantly wagged its tail without even glancing at the two people at the door.
Although disappointed, Landick merely complained a couple of sentences, then gave up.
Sitting in the taxi en route to the airport, he closed his eyes an ...
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