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Wen Jiu's gaze stopped on the white clothed youth's face for a moment.
Then, he heard Zhao Qingluan laugh sarcastically: "Is Boss Wen here to see me, or is it to see him?"
The vinegar in his words almost flooded the room.
No matter how thick-skinned Wen Jiu was, he was still embarrassed to look at her again. His gaze turned towards Zhao Qingluan as he laughed, with a warm and gentle appearance