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"young master Ye's fortune-telling ability has flattered me." Han Mingwei replied sarcastically.

"We still need someone to answer the bell. For Young Master Han's sake, this is all I can help with." Ye Cheng patted An Ningxuan's shoulder as he walked towards the counter with the bill.

Leaving the cafe, Ye Cheng was picked up by a Range Rover, which was to drive the ducks to battle