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It must be said that Qiao Ze was really good at spoiling the mood.
When Su Mucheng saw the adulation for Qiao Ze on the internet, she was undoubtedly excited.
This once again proved how precise her judgment was.
However, Qiao Ze extinguished her enthusiasm with just three sentences. There was no helping it; Qiao's words were always so reasonable.
The key issue was that she couldn't refute them.
Maybe those now singing Qiao's praises are the same ones who, without investigation, previously cursed him as a descendant of the academic elite.
She could only end the call sulkily.
But when she looked at Lu Xiuxiu, Su Mucheng put on her sweet smile again, "Ms. Lu, Qiao Ze said we should head back early; he needs my help with discussing something. Oh, and he also asked me to tell you that he can't bear to leave you. He knows you can't settle abroad, so he definitely won't go. He wanted you to be assured."