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... nishing his meal, Wang Cheng wiped his mouth, stood up, and went to the fridge. Imitating Qi Lin, he grabbed a bottle of ‘Screaming Soda’ and prepared to leave.
“Hey, classmate, you haven’t paid yet,” the owner called out as Wang Cheng walked a few steps.
Hearing this, Wang Cheng froze. He was bewildered—Qi Lin always paid for breakfast. Even if Qi Lin left early, he would have settled the bill beforehand.
“Boss, you must be mistaken. Didn’t my friend already pay?” Wang C ...
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