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... adow Car, Li Qiao leaned into the seat, a faint smell of tobacco mixed with the man’s lingering scent rushed to her nose.
As usual, he was sitting in the car with his legs crossed, looking at documents, his well-proportioned fingers hooked around a diamond pen, signing his name fluidly.
Li Qiao slumped against the leather seat, her elbow resting on the top of the chair back, her lips curling slowly, “Did Master Yan come especially for me?”
The driver in the front row quic ...
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