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"Uh..." Ji Fulian did not react immediately, probably because he had not expected Su Zhe from Feng City to look like this.
He blinked in a daze before he realized and hastily said, "Brother Su, oh no, Mr. Su, hello, I'm Ji Fulian..."
Ji Fulian's name was unique, and Su Zhe remembered it upon hearing it.
"Oh." The displeasure on Su Zhe's face faded slightly, but he remained indifferent, "From the Ji Family, eh. How do you know Lulu?"
Su Zhe stared at Ji Fulian, his eyes full of inquiry. It was as if he were worried that Ji Fulian had approached Su Lu for business reasons since the Ji Family had been wanting to discuss cooperation with him for a while.
Under that gaze, Ji Fulian's scalp tingled, feeling even more nervous than when scolded by his elders at home.
He hurriedly waved his hands, instinctively using an explanatory tone, "Don't get me wrong, Miss Su was brought to my racetrack by a friend, and that's how we met."
