Ling Juezhi remained silent, his gaze fixed on Fu Yurou as if he were looking through her at someone else.
Fu Yurou felt an inexplicable chill. Given the way he was scrutinizing her with such nostalgia, could it be that he really did have some sort of unspeakable past with Qin Lan? No way, that would be too melodramatic—it would turn this into a soap opera.
"Chief, where should I put these?"
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