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Mu Yifan arrived at Mu Yuecheng's office and saw him sitting at the table in front of the window.

There were a few dishes on the table and a bottle of wine. It seemed like he wanted to have a good chat with his son.

"Dad."

Mu Yuecheng turned around, his mouth exposing a smile, he waved his son over: "Come sit."

Mu Yifan's gaze swept across Mu Yuecheng's face