The black car took Lu Zhanqing back to South Bay. He should have felt tired after the exercise, but he didn't feel like sleeping, so he sat down in the living room on the first floor. Sister Lingling brought him some soothing tea, but he was stopped when he was leaving.
Lu Zhanqing ordered: "We have guests coming tomorrow, ask the kitchen to prepare lunch."
"Okay." Sister Lingling asked, "How many people are there? Are there any people with allergies or dietary restrictions?"
"One, ask Xiaowen about the others."
Lu Zhanqing took a sip of tea, picked up a magazine on the coffee table for entertainment, flipped through a few pages and found that it was a flashy fashion magazine. He didn't know why it appeared in his home.
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