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"Hur hur." An Shengmei sat opposite him with a smile, "It was Gu Qingyan who brought them back from England."

"Mm, not bad indeed. However, it's still a bit worse than mine." Tan Yizhe put his coffee on the tea table and walked to the window to take a look at the scenery outside.

An Shengmei made a face at his back