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There was something in Sun De Jian's words, and Cheng An felt that he knew something else.

No matter what, Cheng'an didn't want to make things difficult for Sun Dejian. He had already said enough. As a friend, he was compassionate.

As the director's secretary, he had already violated his principles.

Cheng An patted Sun De Jian's shoulder, "Thank you for helping me like this