Reuben Jones came out of Len Taylor’s box and was about to go home. Suddenly, a beautiful face appeared in front of him, and he was taken aback.

“Reuben, it’s a coincidence, I didn’t think you were here too. Is this the fate o? Hehe!”

“Susan Johnson, is it you?”

“Yeah, it’s me. Are you surprised?” Susan Johnson’s face was full of a bright smile, her hands crossed in front of her lower abdome.

Reuben Jones really didn’t expect to meet Susan Johnson here, frowned slightly, and said faintly, “I’m going home.”

“Okay, I want to go home too. The air here is muddy and the environment is noisy. In...