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... from the side, "Young master is talking about a rose."
"Juice balcony and blue storm are names of rose varieties."
Wu Dazhuang couldn’t help but raise his voice, roaring like a lion, "So my son now thinks of himself as a plant?"
Secretary Jin: "It seems so."
At this moment, Wu Xiaogang, who was originally crouching in the shade of a tree, suddenly rushed out, the force hitting Wu Dazhuang in front of him painfully, but fortunately, the quick-witted secretary caugh ...
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