"But, Mr. Lu, the staff found it from the back seat of your car when you just washed the car."

This recorder is either Joanna's or JoAnn's Lu Jinnian frowned for a moment, and his steps stopped. Then he reached out and took the recording pen from the assistant's hand. Then he walked to the elevator.

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back to Huanying media, Lu Jinnian piled several emergency documents on his desk. When he finished processing, it was already 4:30 p.m.

Lu Jinnian raised his hand and rubbed his tired eyebrows. He leaned lazily on the office chair and sat quietly for about five minutes. He straightened up and turned on the computer. Then he caught a glimpse of the recording pen that he had put on his desk.

Lu Jinnian hesitated for a moment. Instead of inputting the password of the computer, he picked up the recorder.

This recording pen seems to have been bought for some time, and some parts have been worn out.

Lu Jinnian held the recording pen and turned around in front of her, but she didn't see whether it was Qiao an's or Qiao Anxia's. people always had some curiosity. Although Lu Jinnian knew that things were on the car and wanted to return them to their original owners, Lu Jinnian could not help but press the play button of the recording pen.

There was a rustling voice, which was clearly transmitted from the recording pen. After about ten seconds, Lu Jinnian heard a familiar voice calling a name that he was familiar with: "Qiao Qiao, what do you want to say to me?"

It's Xu Jiamu's voice. It's very magnetic and pleasant.

There was no sound of qiao'an in the recording pen, but it was still "rustling". After a little while, Xu Jiamu's voice was urging: "Qiao Qiao, what do you want to say, say it quickly, why do you close the door?"

"Yo, Joe, when did you know you offered to pour me water?"

"Brother Jiamu, be serious. I really have something to tell you." Finally, from the recording pen came JoAnn's good voice, soft, with a bit of charming.

"OK, OK, OK, I'm serious." With Xu Jiamu's indulgent tone, the boy coughed twice: "well, I'm really serious now. Come on, Qiao Qiao, I'm all ears."

After a long silence in the recorder, there was a soft and soft voice from Joan: "it is said that everyone in the world exists for the appearance of another person. I think that my appearance is for your existence."

Lu Jinnian's expression, for a moment, became somewhat stagnant, staring at the voice recorder's eyes, a little empty.

There is no answer from Xu Jiamu in the recording pen, but Qiao an's good voice, one sentence at a time, continuously spreads out.

"I don't have a big dream. I just hope I can be with you."

"I don't have such a good literary talent. I just want to say that I can love you as much as I do now in 50 years."

"I think, this life, there will never be a person like you, let me love deeply."

"You don't know, since the day I met you, everything I've done is to get close to you."

"I have had many dreams. You are in every dream. I have many fantasies. I have fantasies that I can be with you every time. I have made many wishes. Every wish is to hope you love me."

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