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                                                                         夏乔喝了酒,但很清醒,笑着自嘲:“无家可归的人不在外面能在哪?”                                                                                “这些天你收敛着点,最好别去乱七八糟的场所,鱼龙混杂,你的安全没保证。”虽然有两个人一直保护着她的安全,可难免有疏忽大意的时候。                                                                                夏乔反问:“你这是担心我残了,没人给你的案子辩护,还是担心我受欺负?说给姐姐我听听。”也可能再也不对他抱有幻想,她竟然敢拿他开涮。                                                                                这种感觉挺悲哀,却也是解脱。                                                                                蒋慕承弹弹烟灰,他的语气除了对着苏韵时,是温和的,一旦换成别人,永远都是平静寡淡,听不出喜怒。                                                                                他说:“我怕你残了后,我还要负担医药费,我现在有媳妇要养,没有那么多闲钱往医院送。”                                                                                夏乔气的恨不得将手机给摔了。                                                                                蒋慕承挂上电话后,熄灭烟头,刚要离开露台,沈凌的电话就打进来。                                                          
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