Qin Lu took a deep puff of his cigarette, then flicked the butt onto the ground and crushed it underfoot.
He opened the car door, sat inside, and exhaled the smoke slowly.
In the depths of his ink-black eyes, there was an icy calmness.
With a press of the accelerator, the car shot forward quickly...
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Shen Junqing felt that Qin Lu had too much free time on his hands.
Originally, he had intended to deal with Shen Wu himself.
However, this afternoon, Qin Lu contacted him, passing Shen Wu's matter over to him.
That despicable man was just too troublesome.
For anything related to Yanyan, Qin Lu always insisted on handling it personally and didn't give others a chance.
What could he do?
After all, Qin Lu was carrying the title of a boyfriend, and when it came to exercising his own rights, he was justified.
At best, he was just a non-blood-related older brother, unable to compete with him.