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Yuwen Lingxi felt her head ache even more. Lu Zhaohe's unfamiliarity made her angry. She thought that he wasn't as stiff as an ordinary man, but in the end, he was still a cliché.

"Lu Zhang and I... "In short, you don't have to worry about the red tape. You and I are friends, and it is absurd that we should be strange for such a ridiculous reason."

"Friends …"

Lu Zhaohe was still drinking