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His eyes were staring at Yuan Chenfei, his eyes empty and straight.

"Mr. Liu?" Yuan Chenfei took the information and shouted carefully.

Liu Yangcai woke up at first dream, his eyes had some glory, and his neck was flinching towards Yuanchen, nodding: "You, hello, Doctor Yuan."

"Hello, sit down." Yuan Chenfei pointed to the big sofa in the room.

Liu Yang sat carefully, but his bottom was not seated, as if he could jump up at any time.

"You look a little nervo ...

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