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... hing else to do in the afternoon, so he didn’t keep Su Jian An and sent her downstairs.

Uncle Qian parked his car in front of the company and when he saw Lu Bo Yan and Su Jian An come out, he was not in a hurry to get out of the car.

According to his usual experience, Lu Bo Yan and Su Jianan would have to get tired of each other for a while anyways.

Su Jianan saw the car, turned around and stopped, signaling Lu Boyan to go back, “No need to send, Uncle Qian is waiting for ...

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