"Ah, brother, wait a minute..."
"What's wrong?"
"Jia Le sent me a WeChat message. I wanted to see what he said." Jamie Qiao half-knelt down and looked down to read the message. From Lucas Lu's side, he could see that his face was closer to the screen.
His face was not that clear under data transmission, but you could still see his straight nose and delicate skin, as well as a small patch of white skin on his collar.
"Jia Le." Lucas Lu repeated the name, "That little brat?"
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