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"Phew …"

Ye Xiaochen heaved a sigh of relief.

The tip of his finger was extremely cold.

"Young Master Lu, it's your turn."

He clicked Save and lightly pushed the laptop to Lu Yiyao.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Yiyao tilted his head and looked at him. Seeing that his face was paler than before, he asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Ye Xiaochen curled his lips, while the curve of his lips became gentle