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It wasn’t until their eyes met in mid-air and Jiang Zhihan smiled mockingly that she realized that she had said what was on her mind.
Song Qingyou raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. To avoid embarrassment, she took the initiative to say, “Does Mr. Jiang come to this restaurant often?”
“It was recommended by Fang Yan. It’s my first time here.”
“Then you have to taste it carefully. We can’t let Assistant Fang’s efforts go to waste.”
Song Qingy ...
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