The Lamborghini's door opened and He Zhichu stepped out with a frigid expression. He wore a slim cut pale blue striped shirt tucked into belted black hunting trousers—the combination of the rough-hewn pants and the elegantly tailored shirt was surprisingly harmonious.
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