The heart that Blair mentioned in vain was let go, and he watched Avery walk in with cold eyes.
She was wearing a white lady’s dress, with long black hair draped softly on her shoulders, with a kind of gentleness, and a formal smile on her face. She was tense and nervous.
The smile on Ou Qin’s face remained unchanged, “Miss Su, please sit down.”
Avery sat down carefully and smiled at Ou Qin, “Miss Ou, hello,”
Then she turned to look at Blair, but the latter’s widowhood was too alienated, she seemed a little helpless, and she wanted to say nothing, but in the end she said nothing.
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