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Qin Nanyu, "..."
Talking about the pot that doesn't boil.
Qin Nanyu's mind flashed back to someone leaving him alone in the restaurant to face two bills by himself.
His teeth itched, and he ground them hard.
The assistant slammed on the brakes, staring wide-eyed at Ji Weitian sprawling in front of the car. Was this a scam?
"Boss, do you, do you still want to drive?"
At this time, it was morning class time at Jiangcheng University. There were many students coming and going at the school gate. Seeing this scene, many people stopped and gathered to watch.
The security guard at the gate saw that something was wrong and started walking over.
Qin Nanyu squinted his eyes, got out of the car, and walked to the front of the vehicle.
