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“Brother Zhi,” Wei’er didn’t join in the banter and asked, “What’s going on?”
Jiang Zhi’s rain-soaked hair hadn’t dried yet, and he was listless at the moment, lying on the sofa with his peach blossom eyes looking all wilted.
“What do you mean, what’s going on?”
Wei’er asked meaningfully, “Zhou Xufang, of course.”
Jiang Zhi turned his back, “It’s nothing.” He ignored everyone else, reached for his phone, and dialed Ah Wan, “Have a few people ...
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