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Am I such a tasteless man?_3

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Feng Yanyan unconsciously held her breath, her hands tightly clutching the strap of her bag.

Nervous!

"Zhong Chu, what are you standing there for? Get in the car!" Yan Nansheng's voice suddenly rang out.

Zhong Chu, who had been staring blankly while pulling the car door, finally snapped back to reality and nodded hastily, "Yes."

After closing the door, he couldn't help but give his thigh a good pinch.

Fuck, he hadn't been seeing things, had he?

Had the boss actually held that girl's hand?

That means...

Miss Feng could possibly be the future Mrs. President, huh?

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As Zhong Chu got into the car, Yan Nansheng's voice immediately rang out again, "Zhong Chu, follow the Mercedes in front."

Feng Yanyan was startled and quickly looked up ahead.

Indeed, Zhou Maoran probably saw them getting into the car, so he too drove off.

He must be heading to his friend's tennis center.