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... i Hang growled in his heart, filled with grief and indignation. Poor me who's on the bed ah. Then he suddenly thought of a person and immediately saw a glimmer of hope. He asked blankly, “Where's Zheng Xiaoyuan?”


Mr. Elite handed him his clothes and pinched his chin again, his eyes calm as he gently asked, “What do you want with him?”


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