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Not only did I not know his contact information, but I didn't even know his name; the person seemed to appear out of thin air, and then disappear like a wisp of smoke, leaving no trace.
Hannah Johnson was busy with work, so as soon as she got busy, she had no time to think about that little brown dog.
Occasionally visiting the hotel where they had the chance encounter, she never saw him again.
However, one time when she went to Zoe's place to freeload some food, William suddenly mentioned, "Didn't you hire a cooking auntie? Why are you still coming to our house?"
"I let her go," Hannah lied, without a blush or skip in her heartbeat.
"Why?"
"The food wasn't good."
William was suspicious but couldn't detect any abnormalities.
"Zoe, want to go shopping after dinner?" Hannah changed the subject.
"My online store just opened; I'm a bit busy, and besides, I have to go to the old house for dinner tonight. Let's do it in a few days, I will invite you."
