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"Why?"

Yang Zi and the others put down the wine glasses in their hands and ran to Gu Zhao's side. They surrounded one another, talking and talking at the same time. Gu Zhao did not answer at all.

"Zhao, is it because of the company?"

This was what Qin Lang, who had been silent all this time, had said. He slowly put down his wine cup and leaned back on the sofa.

Gu Zhao looked over at him