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... left the villa and is now at Bai Junhao’s villa.
"Is there something you can’t explain over the phone?" As soon as Beitang Yao entered, he tossed his car keys onto the sandalwood table by the revolving door, and glimpsed at Bai Junhao who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, sipping tea.
Beitang Yao walked over, his long legs crossed, his pale and cold face devoid of any warmth. The chilling aura he exuded caused the servant holding the teacup to tremble.
"Yao, I j ...
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