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After a while, he put away his phone, flicked the cigarette ash with his finger, and lifted his lips.

"Wait a moment."

Qilin nodded and glanced in the rearview mirror.

On the back seat, there was a bunch of roses.

He sighed. The boss had really fallen into Miss Mu's trap. After so many years, when had he ever bought a rose for a girl? Even when he was with Su Qing in the past