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... amazement flashed past Fu Nanli’s intense gaze as he said in a deep voice, “Let’s go.”
He then grabbed her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.
Wen Qiao asked him, “Am I dressed presentably?”
“Yes.”
As always, Fu Nanli was a man of few words.
Spring Hill Country Club was constructed on a mountain. The car weaved through Xiangzhang Lane and Wutong Lane, before steadily coming to a halt in front of a building with a lowkey luxurious ambiance beside th ...
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