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The style of the old residence was similar to the Jiang residence, and the design of the guest rooms was also similar, so Jing Tong easily found a change of clothes.

It was ten O 'clock when she came out of the shower.

Jing Tong lay on the bed, but his brain was still active. She had to admit that she had suffered too many shocks tonight. Whether it was the Jiang family's atmosphere, the song that Jiang Yu had played for her, or his sincere confession, she couldn't help but be moved.

In the past, she had been brooding over the fact that this man had placed his work first. She did not have much weight in his heart. Now, it seemed that his work was still the most important thing in his heart, but perhaps she was not as light as she thought. Perhaps she was ranked after his career? No, the second place was probably his family, and then her turn, Yingluo.

As Jing Tong thought about it, he gloomily rolled around on the bed.