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... ugh she clearly cared for her mother, she pretended to be indifferent, adorably mischievous.
Only Yu Minglang could hear his quiet words, as his usually emotionless eyes curved ever so slightly.
“Young Master Lang, what did you say?” Yu Minglang’s secretary, Qiao Zhen, was befuddled.
At last, Yu Minglang removed his gaze from the one who looked like Zhou Zhiruo, surveyed his surroundings with his professional expertise, and decisively gave orders.
“The planning de ...
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