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Chapter 131 - : I Hope You Get Divorced
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... before his desk, a faint hint of red at the corners of his eyes, lazily leaning back in his office chair.
On the desk lay a small black object the size of a fingernail—a pinhole camera—Chen Xun, with his wide knowledge and experience, recognized it immediately.
Chen Xun’s forehead broke out in a cold sweat, his body rigid, clueless about what had just happened.
Huo Xingzhou lifted his eyes, devoid of any warmth, “Chen Xun, would you like to explain, or shall I?”
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