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... ain entrance of the venue, Xinan took the back door, while Cheng Yi’s car was parked out front. He stood with one hand in his suit pants pocket, leaning casually against the car door, his jacket unbuttoned to reveal a white shirt inside, his collar half-undone, exuding a lazy and effortlessly handsome aura.
Cheng Yi had changed cars again, this time driving a white Bentley Flying Spur, which was much more expensive than the previous Mercedes, but it wasn’t too conspicuous due to its dist ...
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