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... nasal sound in his voice was still so heavy, she could imagine how sick he was before. She did not feel at ease and felt that it would be better to see him.

The next day, Thursday, Tang Jin Cai had arranged for them to have dinner at a Hong Kong style family restaurant. Chen Ruo Yu arrived 10 minutes early and stood at the door and waited for Meng Gu.

After waiting for a while, Meng Gu arrived.

He was wearing a blue jacket and his slender figure was very eye-catching amo ...

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