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... ressed his lips. A mysterious smile played at the corners of his mouth.
Everyone at the table looked at him.
Xuxu was getting anxious and she prodded Yan Rusheng’s thigh to remind him that they were at an official event.
Yan Rusheng nodded at Zhao Zheng. “Sure.”
He raised his glass towards Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Sheng stood while Yan Rusheng settled himself comfortably against his chair. He appeared haughty from the way he glanced at Zhao Zheng.
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