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... cowl on her face, her eyes burning with anger.
At this moment, Lu Moqing was bare-chested, wearing only a towel around his lower body. The water on his upper body hadn’t been wiped off, and the clear droplets slid down his well-defined muscles, forming a naturally tempting scene. But Qiao Xu wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it, especially since the subject was her ex-husband.
"Call Gu Junhang for me."
Suppressing her anger, she looked at Lu Moqing and spoke calmly.
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