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Since she would be going abroad for about a week, Shi qinglan knocked on Jiang boiling’s office with her leave slip.
“Enter.” The old man’s nonchalant voice sounded.
Shi qinglan pushed the door open and entered. Jiang boning was currently flipping through an academic magazine with his head lowered. His gold-rimmed glasses slid down the bridge of his nose, and the old man lifted his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.
When he saw that it was this ancestor ...
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