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After Jian Bishop finished speaking, she heard Natasha Martin's even breathing.

"Miss Martin, are you listening?" Natasha Martin had fallen asleep.

For her, Jian Bishop's gentle and elegant voice was simply her hypnosis, and he was also her backing and confidence.

In the past few years, she had encountered so many difficult problems. With Jian Bishop around, she had never panicked