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Xiao Qimo sat before the desk, one hand gently supporting his forehead, the other absentmindedly twirling a pen.
Fluent and clear English spilled from his lips, his slightly weary features methodically handling affairs from around the world.
His beautiful fingers occasionally massaged his brow, and in those moments of deep concentration, he would lose focus for a brief second.
People in the meeting on the other side could always catch some expressions on his fac ...
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