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"Enson, same place, ten o’clock."
The sentence contained no more than ten words, clean and concise.
Without waiting for Ling Momo to respond, Li Qingshen promptly hung up the phone.
He went downstairs, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, deliberately sprayed on some perfume, drove to the city.
As usual, when Ling Momo arrived, Enson was already there, and the room’s lights remained off.
The curtains were drawn.
The room was pitch-bl ...
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