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Zhou Qing looked at the sofa and did not say anything. He just watched quietly, and the atmosphere was rather strange.

Wasn't the person on the sofa Yuan Xiaoyang's father, Yuan Zhentian? At this moment, he was secretly praising the person in front of him. This person was neither warm nor hot. Having potential was the first thought in Yuan Zhentian's mind.

Then he seemed to smile, "Hmm, not bad