The next morning, the sun was shining.

Although it is late autumn, it gives people the illusion of a spring breeze.

Zhang Jing knows very well in his heart that this has nothing to do with temperature, but this love is playing a role.

Ma Hui was still driving the white classic Focus hatchback, nearly half an hour earlier than the agreed time, and waited in front of the Mingdetang Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Soon after she arrived, Zhang Jing and his entourage also arrived.

The last one is Huang Biao.

Finding that everyone had arrived before him, Huang Biao took out his Redmi mobile phone from his trouser pocket and looked at it, there was still a quarter of an hour before the agreed time.

So he couldn't help frowning slightly, and complained in a low voice: ......

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