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When she was trying her best to think of an excuse to reject him, a black car, which was apparently expensive, stopped in front of them.

The window was winded down and a good-looking face appeared. The driver said, "Hi, Liam."

The comer was one of Liam's good friends, Edison.

Rita had little memory about him.

In the last incarnation, she met him twice when joining some parties with Liam. She remembered that Edison was a gentleman, neither lively as Jacob nor cold as Liam.

"Sorry, I am late. I must deal with some businesses in the C City first." When she was absent-minded, Edison got off the car, standing in front of them, "I am so sorry for you grandpa."

Liam nodded simply and opened the door of his car. Looking at the fragile girl, he ordered, "You should stay in the car."

"Well." She was not interested in joining their conversation.

She was no longer the girl who made all the efforts to meet his friends.

This time, she didn't care anything about him.

She smiled to Edison