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... membered she hadn’t paid Connor Quinn for the ride.
With her wet hair wrapped in a towel, her slender fingertips tapped open her phone screen and sent Connor Quinn a ten-yuan red packet.
Connor Quinn accepted it almost instantly.
He took the money but didn’t say a single word to her.
Moira Sloan lowered her gaze, her brow furrowing as she stared at the message: "Connor Quinn has accepted your red packet."
’He’s being too cold. Unreasonably so.’
’He ...
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