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Since Lu Chenyuan had already arrived, Lin Yan was even less willing to cause trouble for Chu Xiu.
With an awkward twist in her voice, she lied again, "We have already eaten in the car."
Lin Yan's Wu dialect had a soft and delicate tone, her ears turning red.
Lu Chenyuan's gaze fell on him, his lips tinged with a faint smile. Unlike Pinocchio whose nose would grow longer when lying, one could tell Lin Yan was lying just by looking at her earlobes.
"Sister, he and I have already found a place to stay, so we won't be bothering you."
Chu Xiu responded somewhat slow, and only after a while did she say, "Don't be afraid of troubling me, where could you rent a place just after arriving."
Even though Chu Xiu wasn't related by blood to Lin Yan, they had lived together for so long, and she was the one her family cherished most, stuck in the middle.
