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Yu Qing swept a small pendant on the table and sent Fu Jichen a message: "I'm moving into my rented house tonight. Find a professional book. Let the chef not prepare dinner for me.",Is to let him take the book and return to his apartment.,Fu Ji-chen leaned his arms on the car window, glanced at Yu Qing's bag, then at that man's bag. Finally, his gaze fell on the man's face. He smiled ambiguously, but his eyes held a warning like autumn reckoning.。