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... heading out now. I might not have dinner at home."
Old Song was tidying up his clothes at that moment.
Wearing a pair of black leather shoes, black suit pants, a light blue long-sleeve shirt, and glasses.
The most crucial part was that he styled his hair.
He even adjusted his collar.
"Hmm? Dad, didn’t someone call you to the clinic? Why are you all dressed up?"
Song Wanqing slightly furrowed her brows.
She knew her dad’s lifestyle habits. < ...
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