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Two girls chatted as they dragged Qin Yu into the room.
"Let go, let go, I'm telling you, I, Qin Yu, am not a coward, not at all! Not at all..."
But Qin Yu, a man towering eight feet tall, being dragged away by two girls with seemingly delicate bodies, was indeed an eye-catching sight.
Zhang Zhongding came down from upstairs, went onto the corridor, and just happened to catch this strange scene, immediately furrowing his brows.
"Second Young Master, what are you looking at?"
The attendant by his side curiously gazed at him and instinctively turned to look, but saw nothing.
Zhang Zhongding shifted his gaze away from the door that had closed and then shook his head, continuing to walk down, "It's nothing, let's go."
The attendant looked left and right again before shaking his head and following after him.
Zhang Zhongding's brows remained furrowed. After descending the stairs, he was greeted by a waiter who kept nodding and bowing to him.
