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“Hello,” he greeted, his face a mask of gloom and coldness.
Seeing him take his hand, Wen Qimo’s face broke into a warm and gentle smile. “Your reputation precedes you, CEO Ji. You are kind of my idol.”
Ji Ziming’s eyes narrowed at the man’s words, and he tightened his grip around his hand, as though he were attempting to break it.
Despite the tight grip, Wen Qimo’s smile did not falter and, in fact, glowed like a spring sun.
Of course, his grip around Ji Ziming’s ...
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