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Zhou Lin couldn’t stand it, walked over with a cold face, bent down to pick her up, and strode into Zhang Yuanheng’s office.
They had become regulars here recently.
Zhang Yuanheng had gotten used to it. He set down whatever he was holding and walked over. After glancing at Cheng Zhiwei’s complexion, he asked, "Where does the Young Madam feel uncomfortable?"
Cheng Zhiwei sat on the couch and extended her hand, "Cut by glass."
She opened her palm, rev ...
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