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"Yes." The three girls behind him kneeled down and left obediently.
Qi Rou raised her eyebrows in satisfaction. She was a woman in her late forties, and she looked as happy as a seventeen or eighteen year old girl. Although the wrinkles on his face were numerous, if his soul were clear, his face would still look gentle and beautiful. Presumably, this was the charm of age and maturity