The best way to make someone think the thing you're holding is an apple is what?
It's to actually be holding an apple!
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Chen Xiao licked his lips, seemingly nonchalant as he asked, "Are you really in a hurry to have him dead?"
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Daylight had already brightened up, morning was always like this, still drowsy just a moment ago, but when you look again, the sunlight had already spread to every corner in sight...
The car stopped outside the apartment at 221 Shell Street. The coffee shop owned by Boss Xiaoyu had not yet opened its doors. Figures gradually started appearing on the street, old men swinging their arms as they passed by the car for their morning exercise might glance briefly at the man and woman inside the car, but their gaze would not linger even a second longer.
The woman had still not answered Chen Xiao's question, but at this moment, she turned her head for the first time, truly facing Chen Xiao.
