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"…"

Gu Yunxiao lowered his head and looked at the glass in his hand.

The mellow red wine was like a red gem, splendid and dazzling. In his deep blue eyes, it was as red as blood.

"Fifth Young Master, my little uncle …"

Gong Nanling saw that he was silent and suddenly felt a sense of unease in his heart.

"Young Master Gong, guard 'the Lu's' well