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... nyin seemed to have thought of something and looked at Dai Xuexue, "Second cousin, the young man of school age you are talking about is my editor Mudu?"

   The last time Mudu came to the house to look for Han Wenyin once, Dai Xuexue saw it.

  Speaking of which, Mudu is indeed a young man of the right age.

   28 years old, unmarried.

  Beijing natives.

   Just.

   As we all know, the eyes of the locals in Beijing are very high.

   I just don’t know ...

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