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... eyes flared with anger.
Ye Huan flipped a toothpick between his fingers, pushed the door open, and sat down on the sofa, crossing his legs.
"Ye Huan, what do you mean by this? Do you take this office as your home..." Zhao Zhenhai pointed at Ye Huan, speaking through gritted teeth.
But before he finished, he stopped, his face turning black with rage.
This kid is the son-in-law of Tianyun International, so saying this office is his home isn’t exactly wrong.
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