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... ergetic and capable. I heard that he was admitted to the Academy of Sciences with Zhan'er not long ago. You should take care of Zhan'er in the future!"

  When Tong Huarong heard this, his face suddenly changed. He looked at Tong Zhan and Lu Xingchen's eyes, always feeling that there was something wrong.

  So, he immediately interrupted, "Okay, okay, Zhan'er is not a child, so why not take care of him!"

  Lu Xingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing, while To ...

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