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... lips, knowing that talking about harm with Feng Chengjin was like lighting a candle for a blind man; it’s almost a miracle not to be looking for trouble with a lantern in a cesspit.
Especially when looking at those cold, icy eyes...
At the moment, he forced a smile, casually sat opposite the desk, picked up the cup, and took a sip of water, "Since you’ve seen it, Miss Gu is fine, President Feng can rest assured and leave."
"Leave? So, Associate Professor Qiu, does it mea ...
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