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Sheng Xin Headquarters.

In the small reception room, it was as warm as spring, and Zhi Zhi's cheeks were dyed a faint red. She had a cup of fragrant green tea in front of her, which emitted heat in a graceful manner, while Du Moran, who had taken off her coat, sat on the sofa in front of her.

That person had a pair of eyes like his name, like ink that had not been rubbed open in the inkstone