“I don’t know.” Chase replied simply, not at all muddle-headed, confidently, without any guilt.
“Chase, you even said you didn’t know.”
Suddenly, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, and the person who pushed the door was angrily walking towards Chase with a slender figure.
A posture of wishing to tear him apart.
The red windbreaker on her body makes her hot.
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