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There was a trace of extravagance and intimacy in the atmosphere it felt suffocating.
“CEO, here are the clothes you asked for.” said Bei Chuan, placing the paper bags in the cabinet.
Fu Qinglun did not move and continued smoking. As he smoked, his handsome eyebrows frowned and his fringe covered his eyes. His entire demeanor exuded dejection after being indulged.
A few seconds later, he opened his mouth and said, “So, how’s the investigation coming along? ...
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