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"How long has it been?"
Mengmeng's forehead was drenched in sweat. He raised his head to look at Zhang Han and pursed his lips.
"Isn't this your grandfather? He insisted on pulling me to talk to them about something." Zhang Han laughed.
"Hmph." Mengmeng turned and looked at Zhang Guangyou: "Grandpa doesn't like you anymore, I really don't."
"Huh?"
Zhang Guangyou was stunned
