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                         苏韵对蒋慕承的话深信不疑,以前田甜可是说过,他是CMU计算机专业的高材生。                                                                                这时,又是一声“四哥”传来,苏韵听出是谁,但还是不自觉回头。                                                                                夏乔已经走近,她身边还有个打扮时尚的女人。                                                                                “还以为看错了呢,没想到真是你。”                                                                                蒋慕承抬眸,淡淡问了句:“不是说所里有事么?”                                                                                夏乔顿了下,还是笑着,“正好路上遇到闺蜜,路过这家火锅店,就馋了,回头吃过饭再去所里。”                                                                                说话间,看向苏韵:“苏医生,不介意拼桌吧?有些事我还是当面跟四哥碰一下。”                                                                                还没等苏韵说话,蒋慕承就替她回绝了:“我介意。我有洁癖,苏韵的口水我可以忍受,但别人的筷子在里面夹来夹去的,我吃不下。”                                                                                夏乔的脸色红一阵白一阵,讪笑着:“我怎么把这一茬给忘了呢,那行,你们吃,我们再开一桌。”                      
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