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... , but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Qichen sat for a long time, smoked several cigarettes, and finally sighed deeply and drove away.

In the evening, when she returned to Jingyuan, song's mother was preparing dinner in the kitchen. Shen Qinggang came down from upstairs.

Seeing Lu Qichen coming back, Shen Qing welcomed him with a happy face.

"Qichen, you are back at last." Shen Qing came quickly, and the joy on her face was obvious.

Lu Qichen nodde ...

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