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... in’s eyes were filled with understanding.
He pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn’t say he wanted to read it, nor did he say he didn’t want to read it.
Zong Jie handed over the letter and placed it on his desk.
Rong Yin picked up the envelope, opened the drawer, and threw it in.
Lean back, lean on the back of the chair leisurely, light a cigarette, and puff away nonchalantly.
“Sir, don’t you take a look?”
Rong Yin took a deep breath of cigarette, ...
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