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... If he was not busy, even if he had nothing he needed, he would also still go to the city. However, there were also times that he did not go for a few weeks when he had many things on hand to finish.

For the coming month, there were quite a few things that Fang Zhaomu would need to do. As such, he was not sure when he would go, and so probed, “I don’t know, why?”

From Andrew’s tone, Fang Zhaomu felt that Andrew wanted to see him, but did not dare to.

As for why Andrew did ...

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