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The night breeze was chilly. Qin Chuan stood at the entrance of the hotel, lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath.

For tonight's meal, he ate happily. Jiang Luoyi and Wu Ji were still chatting with Rose and the others in the private room while he came out to take a look for some reason.

Qin Chuan unconsciously looked towards the parking lot in front of the door