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Song Junze did not even know a soul here, he did not like Yan Qingyi, he did not have any other friends, and he did not want to go out for a stroll either.
"Boring." Song Junzhe replied coldly.
"How about this, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, how about I bring you to the Imperial City for a stroll?"
"Not going." The same tone.
Yan Qingyi felt more and more that she owed him