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Beitang Junhao sat in the wheelchair and slept for a while. He looked much more energetic, but his face was covered with stubble, and his hair was loose. Although his appearance was completely different from before, he had the air of a man, a scoundrel.

Suddenly, a thought appeared in Ouyang Qinshao's mind: A man is not bad, but a woman does not love him!

Beitang Junhao