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Han Hu quietly looked at Ye Cheng who was waving his hand, and in that moment, he thought that was just an ordinary person, but in reality, there was a strange heart on his smiling face.

Ye Cheng crossed the road and put both of his hands in his pockets. With a silly smile on his lips, he scratched the back of his head and walked towards the bar.

To deal with a smart person