“You’re not going back with me to Xie Xue’s?” “No,” said Xie Qingcheng. “I have other plans tonight.” “Writing papers?” Xie Qingcheng wasn’t in the habit of hiding his personal affairs, or maybe he just didn’t care. He glanced over at He Yu as he was putting his watch back on his wrist and said, “A matchmaking date.” He Yu, who was only making small talk and not paying much attention, didn’t react to these words right away. He even felt secretly happy that Xie Qingcheng finally had the good sense to leave. Several seconds later, however, his words finally registered in his brain, as if the
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