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Cheng Haotian put down the document in his hand and closed it. He walked in front of the sofa, lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath. "What's the matter?" "Go ahead." Mu Zixi had been back at school for some time. Although he had sent detectives to occasionally report her condition to him, what Leng Yan said should be more accurate. Moreover, she said she brought news about Mu Zixi