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... l of effort to finally get through to Zheng Xun’s phone.
To be precise, it was the police station’s phone.
Sitting in the interrogation room, Zheng Xun was on the verge of falling apart, nearly bursting into tears when he received Jin Siyue’s call.
"Sobs, Younger President Jin, are you finally coming to save me? I can’t stay in this awful place for even a second longer, please hurry up and get someone to get me out."
Jin Siyue ruffled his hair irritably, "How did ...
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