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"Hmm?"

Lu Yiyao's eyes narrowed, while cold air flowed out from his cold pupils.

The sharp, angular face was taut, and the jaw was more determined.

He wanted to find a time to talk about the monitor with Lu Jinhui.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the little bun, something unexpected happened.

"How much does he know?"

Lu Yiyao's expression was as calm as still water