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Chen Youfu was a leisurely person. It was like his butt was covered in glue and he couldn't get up from the teahouse.

Shi Ziran followed him and sat in the teahouse until noon.

That guy was either eating or drinking, and he even ordered a few songs to listen to. He squinted his eyes lazily, dozing off occasionally while tapping on the porcelain cup with a pair of chopsticks in his hand