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Gao Ziming frowned. After thinking about it for a while, he was immediately angered to the point that he couldn't say anything else. Ming You waved it off, "I have an idea." He whispered into his ear.
"No way!" Gao Ziming shook his head. "A man, how can he do such a thing?"
"Why not? Then forget it and pretend I didn't say anything
