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"I've been watching her for over twenty years, and just seeing that little look of hers annoys me. Besides, she doesn't need my attention — she has her own life and excitement. We're just two grasshoppers bound together by force. Even if every other woman in the world died off, she would never be an option!"
Feng Qinglang said with disdain.
"Heh, we'll see about that."
Mai Xiaomai felt that the relationship between Feng Qinglang and Leng Wanxin was definitely not as simple as mutual dislike.
Perhaps, one day, they might change their current feelings.
The two of them had exchanged only a few words when the car arrived at the entrance of Mai Xiaomai's workplace.
Mai Xiaomai got out of the car.
Feng Qinglang also got out and said to her with a smile, "I've always been curious about your identification department; I'd like to have a look inside if that's okay?"
