At the end of the alleys of Jingzhou City, the greasy smell of barbecue is wafting.

Yan Zhe got off the motorcycle ruffianly, unbuttoned his helmet and threw it on the table, and after ordering a few dishes, he glanced around.

Immediately, his gaze paused in a background.

Gu Yanchen.

There was a lot of different emotion in the man's brows, and he walked over, pulled out the stool and sat down.

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