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... utside, Qiao Nanchu glanced through the door.
The wind was really strong.
He strode back, put on a jacket, and then came out, “Why did you come up here?”
It was his ex-girlfriend, someone somewhat familiar.
“Just happened to be passing by this area,” Zhang Zixi replied, carrying a canvas bag with her hair tied in a ponytail, looking like a student just out of school, “I still owe you for the rear-end collision repair, and since you never came looking for me, I too ...
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