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Elsewhere.
After a brief shower, Yu Zijun put on a clean bathrobe provided by the hotel. The robe revealed a small slice of his chest, with white cords tied at the waist. His wet hair was brushed back and fell behind him, with a few stray strands hanging down on his forehead. His gaze was studious.
As long as he didn’t speak about money, he was the very image of a CEO.
He nestled comfortably on the sofa, one arm serving as a pillow under his head.
Used to ho ...
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