As the weather forecast shows, the temperature is getting lower every day.
On the day of worshipping the ancestors, after lingering point, Tong’s car stopped downstairs to pick up Jiang Ci.
There was a tap on the door, Jiang Ci opened the door, and Lu Xingxue stood outside.
“You haven’t slept yet?” Jiang Ci was slightly surprised.
Lu Xingxue’s voice was lazy: “I just finished reading the acquisition plan. There are car lights downstairs. I think I should be here to pick you up. Everything is packed?”
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