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"What?" Li Huan ripped off his mask, angrily saying, "Who would believe that?"
In the hospital bed, Gong Chen sat up, leaning against the pillow and lit a cigarette.
Through the thin veil of smoke, a deep melancholy was discernible in his eyes.
"Do you really think that by catching a young man, Lin Zhiyi could lay her hands on Wen Qing? Do you know how many young men Wen Qing has under her control?"
Li Huan stood stunned, his mouth involuntarily gaping open: ...
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