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Yang Dingguo’s office.
The familiar sofa, the familiar scene.
Yang Dingguo sat at his desk, his expression somewhat grim.
Lin Yuan, meanwhile, lay sprawled in the sofa in a lazy pose, sinking into it.
"Seriously, Old Yang, you call me over every day!"
"I think to you, not seeing me for a day feels like three years!" Lin Yuan joked carelessly.
Having become quite familiar with Yang Dingguo, he called him Old Yang.
At this moment, L ...
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