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Fu Ziqian, that son of a bitch, why couldn't he just stay in Xincheng forever? Why did he have to roll back here?
I'm so annoyed!
...
Song Huanyan had taken an afternoon nap, and when she got up it was already five in the afternoon... After looking up some information about opening a supermarket online, Yun Jianchen's call came.
"Get ready, you're coming with me to a banquet tonight," Yun Jianchen said nonchalantly.
"What banquet?" Song Huanyan asked.
"The Fu Family's soldier grandson has come back... They're holding a welcome home banquet for him," Yun Jianchen explained indifferently.
"... I see," Song Huanyan responded.
"I'll come pick you up at six o'clock," Yun Jianchen said.
"Okay."
Song Huanyan hung up the phone.
The Fu Family's soldier grandson... isn't that Fu Ziqian?
It's been almost three years since I've last seen Fu Ziqian...
