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Han Meimei nodded. No matter what Jin Cheng said, he would definitely do it.

Lin Ziqian wanted to continue chatting with Han Meimei, but his family members called him over from a short distance away.

How could they eat like Han Meimei and Jin Cheng when they were here for social meetups? For a rich young master like Lin Ziqian, the college entrance examination results were just to pave the way